Pretending I don't know, I don't know.
                                             I do not nod.
                                             I can't chase after
                                             The heart I don't need, I don't need.
                                             
                                             Pretty much. The the beautiful world is a dream... Hey, do you think that's true?
                                             
                                             I will not say, I will not listen, I will not ask.
                                             I will not confirm.
                                             Unable to see, unable to end, unable to run away.
                                             I will not change. I am unable to change.
                                             
                                             I won't try to turn back everything of the future.
                                             For some reason, only the things I hate are at my side, I suppose...
                                             
                                             No, no!
                                             I deny it, I deny it!
                                             The past in front of my eyes.
                                             Ah, what a pain.
                                             
                                             One, two, three, just how many?
                                             Four, five, six, I've found this many, anyway.
                                             I don't know. Even if I count and it's useless, would it be all right?
                                             
                                             Seven, eight, nine, just a little more.
                                             We're reaching the end quickly.
                                             I shall not speak of it, I shall not speak of it.
                                             
                                             If you step upon the earth with me, I can continue on with life without counting,
                                             And I send the ones I hate to the distant underworld.
                                             
                                             No, no!
                                             Rather than denying, rather than denying?
                                             I shall offer a useless prayer.
                                             Ah, just a bit.
                                             
                                             He should be able to arrive this far.
                                             
                                             I do not even think that I will be the who moves the future.
                                             
                                             If you step upon the earth with me, I wonder what there will be?
                                             For some reason, I do not try to shake off the dream of the never-changing world.
                                             Those who do not speak, I send you to the distant underworld.
                                             
                                             No, no!
                                             I deny it, I deny it!
                                             The past in front of my eyes.
                                             Ah, I do not need it.