Sparkle and shine, Explode in the sky. 

Why do I try, to keep track of time.

Hanabi, woe is me.

Why do I fail to see? 

The sparks of hanabi. 

Sparkle and shine, what’s in your mind. 

The volume of voices that draw the line. 

Hanabi, woe is me.

Where can I find serenity,

For me….

In Hanabi, 

It’s not what you mean.

It’s what you see.

And receive.

From the sparks in the sky. In Hanabi.