Karakarara karakarari haguruma wa meguriyuki
karakarara karakarari haru no iro sakihokoru
kono ko kara kikazu tomo watashi ni wa wakaru kara
sono itami modokashisa soreyue no itoshisa mo
Karakarara karakarari, the gears keep turning
Karakarara karakarari, and spring colors blossom proudly
Even if I do not hear it from that child I know...
That pain, that impatience, and the love born from both
Mune no oku ni aru kotae wo shirubeki ka
hirahira yurameku hana wa warau dake
sotto kami wo naderu yasashisugita houyou
doushite anata ni kokoro yurushita ka
Should I know the answers to what is inside my heart?
Swaying back and forth, this flower only smiles
Softly running your fingers through my hair, your overly warm embrace
Why did I let my guard down in front of you?
karakarara karakarari haguruma wa meguriyuki
karakarara karakarari haru no iro sakihokoru
junsui na kono ko ni wa sukoshi dake oshieru wa
koi wa mina omou dake taisetsu ni shitakunaru
Karakarara karakarari, the gears keep turning
Karakarara karakarari, and spring colors blossom proudly
I’ll tell her something, that pure, innocent child
Love is simply longing for each other, wanting to hold one precious
Kono mama anata ga kaerazu tonattara
sugisaru kono yo wa imi wo nakusu deshou
soredemo watashi wa hana mau kizahashi he
omoi wo uzumete nakusu koto wa nai
If you will never return,
This passing world will lose its meaning
Even so, I’ll head towards that stair where the flowers dance
Taking these feelings into my breast, I will not lose them
mune no oku ni aru kotae wo shirubeki ka
hirahira yurameku hana wa warau dake
sotto kami wo naderu yasashisugita houyou
doushite anata ni kokoro yurushita ka
Should I know the answers to what is inside my heart?
Swaying back and forth, this flower only smiles
Softly running your fingers through my hair, your overly warm embrace
Why did I let my guard down in front of you?
Karakarara karakarari kono ko kara tsutawatte
karakarara karakarari niwa yo somare
Karakarara karakarari,I heard from that child...
Karakarara karakarari, O garden, be stained...