We bid farewell to the vanishing vapor trails
They escaped into the light, forever weak we were
Invariably since that day
We could not remain the same
My fingers let go with regret
That bird still can't fly well, but
Someday it will feel the wind and know
There are still distant places it cannot reach
It gazes with nothing but a wish in its heart
The children walk along the tracks of summer
Wind blowing about their bare feet
In the distance, their youthful days
In their hands, hope in taking flight
Chasing and chasing the vanishing vapor trails
Onward, from the day we climbed over this hill
We hope to move forward
We can stay strong like the Sea, definitely
The blades of the pinwheel spinning in that sky
They have an endlessly recurring dream
A dream of a wishful bird...
...forever gazing upon that unreachable place
Even if upon looking back
The storm cloud covering the sun baked tracks changes shape [storm cloud note]
We'll remember, somehow...
...the yesterdays that the seasons left us
Chasing and chasing the vanishing vapor trails
The two of us, always bursting too quickly into laughter
We hope to face forward
Though I may sweat, I will never let go of your hand, ever |
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