The words that were torn that day danced in the air and disappeared I called them \"hope\" inside of the unreliable light
I begin to walk and before I’m aware, I’ve already lost sight of it But even so, this voice still spins new words The dream I saw when I was young I can still remember the continuation Come, let’s go somewhere A place where there’s no one else Towards your own limits
Even if everything should disappear Even if someday, even the flame of life dies out But even so, that's fine I'll laugh, and cry I feel that I would be able to run again For instance, if one day, if it arrives A song that no one knows I'll sing it, won't I?
The fragments of the words that were torn on that day I grasped them and tried to call them \"hope\" wanting to bring about a bit of inspiration
When the rain stops someday and we're bathed in the sunlight Come, let's go do something while this hand is still able to grasp something
That day, and today are both brought along, so raise your face and rememember, the dream that you first painted
Even if everything should disappear Even if someday, even the flame of life dies out Even so, that's fine I'll laugh, and cry I feel that I would be able to run again And then, the continuation to the the torn and missing words, I'll sing them out, won't I?