In reverse, in reverse,
I head backwards through my life
From the graveyard to the cradle,
I tumble downward...
In Reverse
Diva
Nekomura Iroha
Song, Composition, Trumpet, Otamatone, Kazoo
Guitar
Eromegane
Flute, Piccolo
*Yuki*
Contrabass
Alto Sax
Tada Nantonaku Wareware Wa Houchi Sareteiru
Mastering
Katsunori Owa (Studio You)
Animation
RTA
A happy couple returns to being lovers;
the old lady I loved invites me with a smile
The glittering apartment in which my friends live,
after de-construction, becomes a farm
The calendar days go back one by one,
the trees in the park get smaller and smaller
My favorite bicycle, which someone had stolen,
comes back to me once more
The little girl soon becomes a baby,
being carried by her mother
In order to forget things one by one,
the children go to school...
Walking calmly and slowly,
people vanish into the distance
And in my heart, the one I loved
soon becomes one I never knew...
Rising smoothly and silkily,
the red hourglass sand goes skyward
And soon my memories melt like ice,
the water evaporating into air...
The setting sun rises from the west,
and toward it, I bike down the hill
Then you come running past me,
dashing onward toward the ocean...
Every time the hydrangeas blossom,
I feel younger again
Gently the rain returns to the sky,
carrying the future, carrying the future...
Soon enough, I'm a child again as well,
switching from a bicycle to a tricycle
And then, of course,
into my mother,
I run crying back...
With a calm, gentle swaying,
I row a boat, alone in a lake
And though no one should be there,
the beating of a heart resounds...
With a glitter and a sparkle,
a bicycle gleams deep in the water
And an old lullaby I once heard
calls out for me...
In reverse, in reverse;
when I looked back after coming so far,
I saw everyone watching from afar,
smiling, and cheering, and waving their hands
Among the hustle and bustle,
it's now time for my march to begin
Entrusting myself to the water's flow,
I sleep, and dream of the future...
In Reverse