Style (In English) Testo

Your smile disappears like usual
Even if you didn't ask for it, tomorrow may be empty
But you've got to keep your style
and aim to be at that place
Each time I knock
you don't open, and simple mope around
Don't you understand? You don't have to be alone
Your stage is before your eyes
You won't need those tears anymore
and now, lift your head
I tell a joke even at a time like this
So that I can change this down feeling you have
You just stamp your feet because you're scared
Unless your happy feelings awake, there'll be no tomorrow
Each time I raise the volume
Your heart throbs to the beat
Don't you understand? You don't have to be alone
This place is your own stage
It doesn't have to be unbearable anymore
The road towards tomorrow blooms
In your dreams, the world calls out to you
Don't you understand? You don't have to be alone
Your stage is before your eyes
You won't need those tears anymore
and now, lift your head
Stretch our your hands so that your dream can come true
This place is your own stage
It doesn't have to be unbearable anymore
The road towards tomorrow blooms