As I gently and lightly flap my wings,
                                             the wind takes me far and beyond.
                                             
                                             I live in a time unknown to anyone.
                                             This would make anyone feel lonely.
                                             
                                             Even the place where I made a few friends
                                             was easily shattered,
                                             ah, by my two hands.
                                             
                                             Forsaken in a crumbling dream,
                                             as my small and youthful self trembles,
                                             my heart is undoubtedly waiting with anticipation.
                                             It believes that one day I will stand up
                                             It's waiting for the time when the wind will blow.
                                             
                                             I spent countless nights
                                             feeling crushed by my sense of sinful guilt.
                                             
                                             The light shining into my teary eyes
                                             is too bright, but if possible,
                                             ah, just once more...
                                             
                                             I am not the only person capable of fighting.
                                             Can you hear my excited heart?
                                             As I recall the time when I was shining
                                             at the endlessly tall summit of this world,
                                             the wind takes me anywhere without limits.
                                             
                                             Even hands that harm all will have things to protect;
                                             you taught me so.
                                             As my wings cleave the darkness, when a new wind blows,
                                             the dawn will break.
                                             
                                             The time is in motion again. I will fight,
                                             for I can feel my burning heartbeats.
                                             I will recall the time when I was shining
                                             at the endlessly tall summit of this world.
                                             
                                             I am not the only person capable of fighting.
                                             Can you hear my excited heart?
                                             Forever I will keep shining
                                             at the endlessly tall summit of this world,
                                             and the wind will take me anywhere without limits.