Maybe it's hopeless.
                                             Maybe it's not hopeless.
                                             In my heart,
                                             I've been squatting down sulking,
                                             but I will stand up once again
                                             more steadily than usual.
                                             Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
                                             Smiling again, I should go now.
                                             You are waiting for me.
                                             
                                             You were right beside me as if it had always been that way.
                                             I had always had a dream, which I couldn't afford to abandon.
                                             
                                             After sorrow has passed by me like summer rain,
                                             joy begins to precipitate quietly like spring snow.
                                             
                                             I'm sorry that sometimes I wasn't able
                                             to say "Thank you" or "Sorry" well.
                                             Beyond my closed window, I wrote your name into the sky.
                                             
                                             Maybe it's hopeless.
                                             Maybe it's not hopeless.
                                             In my heart,
                                             I've been squatting down sulking,
                                             but I will stand up once again
                                             more steadily than usual.
                                             Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
                                             Smiling again, I should go now.
                                             You are waiting for me.
                                             
                                             In the end, unable to understand the reason for my tears,
                                             I feigned loneliness and blamed others for my misery.
                                             
                                             I have realized that my stretched fingers
                                             are unable to reach your hands.
                                             As the morning star fades, a gentle light is lit in my bosom.
                                             
                                             Farewell, stars.
                                             Farewell, yesterday that will never return.
                                             Within the flowing time,
                                             we have never stopped changing.
                                             Maybe it's a dream.
                                             Maybe it's not a dream.
                                             Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
                                             Smiling again, I should go now.
                                             You are waiting for me.
                                             
                                             Maybe it's a dream.
                                             Maybe it's not a dream.
                                             In my heart,
                                             I've been squatting down sulking,
                                             but I will stand up once again
                                             more steadily than usual.
                                             Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
                                             Smiling again, I should go now.
                                             You are waiting for me.