A flower swaying in the wind when winter arrives at its end
The sound of spring resonates in, near the town here


What was the flower's color blooming on the roadside on my way back home?
What was the flower's name blooming on flower beds on my way to school?

I ask myself, giving no answers to the question I made
during trial and error, I found what to do to find the answer


Skies seen from the windows of a train are now blue above the great land

I want to know what lies on the horizon
Like birds soaring in the sky,
I want to fly up to the brand-new world
No matter how difficult the path seems, I never give up


I sometimes recall dreams of passed days, which I gave up in a process of age
hating myself that stopped heading for, heading for the brilliant future

The past would never be changed at all, even if you went back to the past
It is quite nonsense to grumble that “The past was better than the present time”

有一天，不久的将来，我想成为勇敢的人
我想向你倾诉我的想法
遥远的夏日里的爱永不褪色
同时把它放在脑后，我一直保持自己的秘密，开始跑步了

(One day, not in the far future, I want to be a brave one
I want to tell you my thought
The distant summer's love won't lose its color forever
Meanwhile putting it to the back of my mind,
I kept my secret and started running)


Flowers withering in a coldness were covered underneath the deep snow;
It will bloom again in the future, with a brilliant violet color

One day when the sky was so clear, I found myself lying in here
I lost all the memories in my mind, but I want to, want to find the path to walk through
The path prepared for my future is now just in front of my sight
I will walk along...

One morning, a spring in the sun, the wind is blowing in the lands
Flowers that had withered in the grassland bloomed once again in the town
in the town far away, with hopes in its bud and petals
The flower now overlooks the sky and the sea in my sight