The souls we’ve met, every single one, Were surely no mistake – All embracing the same dream. Proceeding through this wasteland, Holding weather-beaten aspirations, We thought of those we’ve parted ways with.
Smiles, as well as the tears, Can’t be thrown away here if we wish to move on. Embracing the shadows, white and tall, Flies our nameless flag.
At the far reaches of this endlessly continuing path, Exists a single light… … for a thousand souls. Believing in the sky we look upon, We point out our guiding star, High in the eastern sky – We can make our dreams come true by our very own hands.
Taken with fingers that couldn’t hold their grasp, I held aloft an seemingly innocent map, Turning my back to the cold winter wind. We head toward a tomorrow where we’ll encounter things we can’t let go, No mater how tarnished we become: A land sinking into darkness.
So that I don’t lose track, Within this closed-off night, Of your tiny sigh that I thought would fall to its demise, I’ll carve it into my chest and keep moving onward.
So I can be sure that your smile will continue to shine, Beyond this still endlessly continuing era, I believe, That unending emotions will bring us closer, And eventually tie us together: A sky you once dreamed of.
Grasped with writhing fingers, I held aloft a weather-beaten longing – I can keep going onward!
Beyond this still endlessly continuing path, Is a single light, From a thousand hearts. The sky we look upon is as blue as can be, And continues on, Beyond our line of calls.
Just as fresh greens will bud, In this still burnt land, I believed, That this resounding singing voice would travel far. With our nameless hearts still as they once were, A world that shines light upon them, Will begin.