"We live in a world where there are too many painful, tough, and sad things. That's why, everyone, we should dance the night away so we don't give in!"
Ugh, I'm so bored! Shutting myself in,
I'm sick and tired of these unchanging days
As if it can't breathe, it seems the world
Has gone crazy
These abnormal situations acquaint me with abnormality itself
A state of emergency, this kind of era can just eat shit
Anything and everything, no matter what they are, is taken from me
"As If I'm gonna let that happen!"
Now, let us just be idiots, ha ha ha
Forget all the things you hate and c'mon, c'mon, let's dance till morning
I'm not interested in this
Rotten world at all, so I say
Bye, bye, bye. You too,
Let us just be fools, ha ha ha
Forget all the things you hate and c'mon, c'mon, sing and shout!
This is a distress call coming from
That rotten world,
SOS, hah...
Ugh, this is too much! Shutting myself in,
I'm sick and tired of these depressing days
As if its heart too is decaying, the world
Can't even see what's ahead
It's not those fools' business, I follow my own path
No matter how long I wait, nothing changes
I'm asking for the impossible, I'm fed up with it
"I shouldn't be doing this!"
Now, let us just be idiots, ha ha ha
Forget all the things you hate and c'mon, c'mon, let's dance till morning
Don't let them dye you with
The rotten colors of this world
Bye, bye, bye. You too,
Let us just be fools, ha ha ha
Forget all the things you hate and c'mon, c'mon, sing and shout!
This is a distress call coming from
That unchangeable world,
SOS, hah...
Woah, woah-oh-oh, yeah. Woah, woah-oh-oh yeah.
Woah, woah-oh-oh, yeah. Woah, woah-oh-oh.
The reality keeps continuing as per usual
This is exhausting, I just can't forgive
The unchanging present, I'm fed up with it
"If this is a dream, please wake me up!"
Now, let us just be idiots, ha ha ha
Forget all the things you hate and c'mon, c'mon, let's dance till morning
I'm not interested in this
Rotten world at all, so I say
Bye, bye, bye. You too,
Let us just be fools, ha ha ha
Forget all the things you hate and c'mon, c'mon, sing and shout!
This is a distress call coming from
That rotten world
Shoot your proof of existence to the sky!
Translation: Hiraethie, with corrections from Violet
Winner of the ProSEKA NEXT Song Contest. The theme was "Song with a sense of speed".
Fun fact: For the first anniversary of this song's release, the producer posted a cover featuring flower, and revealed that she was originally intended to be the singer.