Zankoku na tenshi no you ni
Shounen yo shinwa ni nare
Aoi kaze ga ima mune no DOA wo tataite mo
Watashi dake wo tada mitsumete hohoenderu anata
Sotto fureru mono motomeru koto ni muchuu de
Unmei sae mada shiranai itaikena hitomi
Dakedo itsuka kizuku deshou sono senaka ni wa
Haruka mirai mezasu tame no hane ga aru koto
* Zankoku na tenshi no TEEZEE
Madobe kara yagate tobitatsu
HOTTObashiru atsui PATOSU de
Omoide wo uragiru nara
Kono sora wo daite kagayaku
Shounen yo shinwa ni nare
Zutto nemutteru watashi no ai no yurikago
Anata dake ga yume no shisha ni yobareru asa ga kuru
Hosoi kubisuji wo tsukiakari ga utsushiteru
Sekaijuu no toki wo tomete tojikometai kedo
Moshi mo futari aeta koto ni imi ga aru nara
Watashi wa sou jiyuu wo shiru tame no BAIBURU
Zankoku na tenshi no TEEZEE
Kanashimi ga soshite hajimaru
Dakishimeta inochi no katachi
Sono yume ni mezameta toki
Dare yori mo hikari wo hanatsu
Shounen yo shinwa ni nare
Hito wa ai wo tsumugi nagara rekishi wo tsukuru
Megami nante narenai mama watashi wa ikiru
(Repeat *)
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Like a cruel angel,
Become a legend, boy!
Even if a blue wind now knocks on the door of the heart,
Smiling, you merely stare at only me.
Softly, dazed by a search for something to touch,
Even fate still does not know the depth of emotion in your eyes.
But, someday I'll probably build up to become more; on my back,
These wings are there to seek out a distant future.
The thesis of a cruel angel
Rises and flies from beside the window
If your memories are betrayed
By a hotly running pathos.
Embrace this sky and shine;
Become a legend, boy!
The cradle of my love, which ever sleeps
Only you see the glimpse of the morning called in the dream.
The moonlight reflects the shape of your thin lips
But I want to shelter and imprison all our times together in this world
If there is a meaning in our meeting,
I will be the holy book that lets people know this reason
The thesis of a cruel angel;
The sadness then begins.
The time when you awoke from that dream
Of a once-embracing life
Releases the power of the light more than anyone else:
Boy, become a legend!
People make history while spinning the threads of their love;
I live in a state where I know nothing of goddesses and the like
(Repeat *)
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