Lyrics of speech by Suzuki

Fichte stood on the podium and Germany did not give him a medal

The audience put on a logical hearing aid and clapped for him rationally and neatly

He used to belong to the podium. The podium never belonged to him

He used to belong to the podium. The podium never belonged to him

There is no win or lose in the mirror. I can't see the meaning clearly. I only see the logic

Logic is a ceremony, a million times of questioning can not become a game

He used to belong to the podium. The podium never belonged to him

He used to belong to the podium

There are several rows in every corner of the argument, trying to prove that the statement is solid

Tell me it makes sense to do this. Let me hesitate. Let me hesitate

The meaning of everything is a statement, just to prove how great the purpose is

Look in the mirror and say it again. It makes sense

Just do it, just do it, do it, do it!

Just do it, just do it, do it, do it!

Just do it, just do it, do it, do it!

Just do it! Just do it! Just do it! Just do it!