I want to keep on walking, to find a road different from everyone else.
Firey, strong, always. If I could live with pride...

Clasp a red flower, a red flower to this breast.
I try to make these feelings known, but to no avail. Stared into the moonlit night...
I don't want to wither as a bud. I'd rather make it blossom and fall, oh flower of mine.
I'm gonna change to the flower.

He hid his aching heart behind a smile. But then there isn't anyone who doesn't feel lonely, though.

That uncertainty from not being able to see your tomorrow, it's something everyone has.
The only truth is the rhythm carved by the beads of sweat.

Oh red flower, oh red flower, I carry on my resolve.
Without being broken, without falling apart, I will find my answer.
No need for monochrome dreams, nor to have myself painted by someone else.
You're gonna change to the flower.

A red flower, a red flower is calling me.
I want to make these feelings known, to you, to you alone.