What's finishing, and what's starting?
I don't even know if it's a coincidence.
Within history mistakes are repeated again and again,
so today, too, someone out there must be crying.

Just for whom are we fighting?
Right now what kind of realization
should we come to?

Only we can make our own future.
Let's start, let's try to imagine.
This pure-white world full of smiles,
let's start painting it with our own colors.

In our children's world a hundred years from now,
what kind of love will be blooming there,
if we, forgiving no one, became hateful of ourselves
and blamed our lack of progress on society?

That's why we are going to prevent that.
Enveloped in gentle colors,
let's go together.

Only we can make our own future.
Like how a drop of water can become a river,
a wish will also eventually come true,
so the sadness in this world will surely melt away.

Only we can make our own future.
Let's start right now right here.
Don't ask what we can do, but let's start moving,
let's start painting with our own colors.