That star looked at me in it's neverchanging way 
                                            and gently shed it's steadily twinkling light  
                                            on my profile crouching on the ground, 
                                            woeing for a tedious dream
                                             
                                             Because tomorrow I'll lift a small burden on my back, 
                                            turn into a bird and take flight into the wilderness
                                             
                                             Flying in the headwind, the place I'm heading for 
                                              (If I look up I can see it far away...) 
                                            can still turn into a star that I'll reach someday 
                                            Flinging away the teardrops blurred into my eyelashes 
                                              (Together with my overflowing feelings...) 
                                            I go forth to continue my journey that will not end
                                             
                                             Because I had too many important things 
                                            and I couldn't choose between them alone, 
                                            I clung to meaningless conversation 
                                            In the twilight hours when loneliness poured over me 
                                             
                                             Because tomorrow I will meet my true self 
                                            and turn into a wind that'll blow out towards the wilderness
                                             
                                             Amidst a floating dream, the singing stars 
                                              (In a time that I can't keep up with)  
                                            are revolving on the sky of eternity   
                                            When I flip away with a finger a tear that fell on my cheek  
                                              (A falling fragment of a dream) 
                                            it rises up to the sky, turning into blue light
                                             
                                             Because tomorrow I'll pick up my torn wings, 
                                            turn into a bird and flap ahead towards the wilderness
                                             
                                             Flying in the headwind, the place I'm heading for 
                                              (If I look up I can see it far away...) 
                                            can still turn into a star that I'll reach someday 
                                            The things that are pushing me on are this small hand, 
                                              (The answer that I found when I got there) 
                                            the dreams I threw to the grand skies  
                                            and the tears for tomorrow  
                                             
                                               (If I look up I can see it far away...) 
                                              (Together with my overflowing feelings...) 
                                              (In a time that I can't keep up with)  
                                              (A falling fragment of a dream)