In the same way that in a dream, one
Is unable to prove that 'this is a dream'
This world also is rife with endless suspicion
And so someone awakens once again

Oh stars, revolve! Revolve as far as you can for as long as your beat holds out
I'll go and visit the time-deceiver-like rulers; beyond that
If there is a shining, sunny spot shut away, then unwaveringly-

The phenogram which even hosts lives
Will not erase the proof that we have lived
I always held my hands out on starry nights
The reality that I couldn't face is now repeated

With my perception being harmonized due to my consciousness being linked together
My life story that had been written is
Being classified as a prank

Overcome it! Overcome time, to the other side of the bound regulations
Dive into tomorrow's gathering whirlpool of cause and effect, and so, once again
Recover all the sparkling memories of that day-!

The phenogram overcomes even the miracle that
The paths we walk crossed
With meetings and even partings being too precious to us
Faster than a blink of an eye, we can also become imposters
The phenogram which even hosts lives
Will not erase the proof that we have lived
I always held my hands out on starry nights
The reality that I couldn't face is now repeated