I remember sitting up there, blood on my knuckles, beer down my shirt, sick on my shoes, seeing the orange glow of a new dawn break and knowing in my heart, life would never feel this good again.
俺はそこに座り込んだ 拳は血だらけシャツはビールに濡れ 靴はボロボロで 新しい夜明けのオレンジ色の光を 見つめてた