[00:00.463]Cybele -Earthists.（アーシスツ.）
[00:29.310]The sound of rain
[00:31.51]And the trees and plants rippling in the wind
[00:34.470]Are we never to hear this ensemble again
[00:39.542]A drop of gray ink splashes onto the green and blue
[00:44.889]It spreads in a distorted way
[00:49.893]It's too late to remove
[00:52.112]As time passed
[00:53.156]We selfishly painted a picture in our favorite color on the canvas
[01:00.943]Even if we try to paint it out in white
[01:04.853]The smear will remain
[01:07.535]In the world we obtained in exchange for lives
[01:13.467]That are torn apart
[01:16.663]The flowers die and the earth cracks
[01:21.512]Will a man plant a seed
[01:24.306]Ohhh children don't know the fragrance of the rainy forest
[01:28.227]Their lullaby is the sound of rain
[01:55.130]Splashing on a concrete slab
[02:00.193]Will mankind rule this grassland
[02:05.435]Where we see the setting sun
[02:10.767]How long will we be able to see
[02:13.451]The green covering the earth
[02:15.519]In the world we obtained in exchange for lives
[02:18.351]That are torn apart
[02:25.519]The flowers die and the earth cracks
[02:28.570]Will a man plant a seed
[02:37.999]Children don't know the fragrance of the rainy forest
[02:45.839]Their lullaby is the sound of rain
[02:55.125]Splashing on a concrete slab
[03:03.260]Splashing on a concrete slab
[03:08.680]Splashing on a concrete slab