Romaji      Mozaiku kakera hitotsu hitotsu tsunagiawasete egaite yuku   Anata ga kureta deai to wakare mo      Konna hazu ja nai sou omotte nemuri   Mezamereba itsumo no kawaranai karamawari   Imi mo naku kurikaeshi      Mozaiku kakera hiroi atsumeteta "Umaku ikiru tame no sube"   Ibitsu na sore ga utsukushiku mietan da   Tsuyogarinagara tsumazukinagara erabinuita michi no ue de   Hagare ochite wa umaranai kakera      Sorezore no iji wo shikitsumeta sekai   Dare ni mo yuzurenai mono ga aru hazu nano ni   Irodori wo ki ni shiteru      Mozaiku kakera samazama na iro ya katachi ni miserarenagara   Nozomi sugiteta "Wakage no itari" yo   Kokoro no sukima ai no semento wo shinjite wa nagashikonde   Keshite tokeau koto no nai kakera      Kontorasuto ga kirei dakara gyaku ni dekoboko de ii   Nantonaku junban wo matte naide jibun nari no kotae wo mitsukeyou      Mozaiku kakera azayaka ni utsusu kako no uso mo ayamachi mo   Keshite shimaitai to omoeba omou hodo   Furikaereba soko ni aru sutaato rain mada susunja inai   Mou ichido yume wo hiroi atsumete miyou   Mozaiku kakera hitotsu hitotsu tsunagiawasete egaite yuku   Anata ga kureta deai to wakare mo         English      I’ll put together the mosaic pieces one by one   And make up the picture of the encounter and parting that you gave me      “That wasn’t supposed to happen”, I think as I go to sleep   When I wake up, it never changes, still fruitless as ever   The same meaningless repetition      I gathered up the mosaic pieces “As a way to live well”   That distorted thing looked beautiful   On the road I chose as I stumbled, pretending to be strong   The pieces that have come off won’t fill the gaps      In this world, covered in everyone’s respective nature   I thought I’d have something I couldn’t give anyone else   But the colours are bothering me      As the mosaic pieces showed me their respective colours and shapes   I kept on wishing to be let off for my youth   As soon as I believe in the cement of love in my heart, it flows away   Leaving pieces that will never melt      The contours can be reversed, the contrast is pretty   I won’t wait my turn, I’ll find my own answer      The mosaic pieces show vividly the lies and mistakes of the past   The more I want to get rid of them   When I look back I see the starting line there, I still haven’t moved   I’ll try to gather up my dreams again   I’ll put together the mosaic pieces one by one   And make up the picture of the encounter and parting that you gave me