We live in the present, having lost our Icarus-like innocent courage 
                                            Simply passing the days just like that, we're gripping our doubts
                                             
                                             When you search for an answer, it becomes a labyrinth 
                                            Once you know the answer's right here, everything becomes a new timbre
                                             
                                             I believe there must be a definite radiance opposite this wind 
                                            And I'm sure one day your tears will dry 
                                            Even if it's still difficult right now, even if it seems far off right now 
                                            A tiny smile alone is enough! I'll sprint forth fast as the wind, lungs burning
                                             
                                             Those eyes of yours, which have never known fear, are gradually growing used to the darkness 
                                            What you should take care of is that those eyes of yours grow used to even the brightness
                                             
                                             An apple captured in a photograph would, without ever drawing breath, 
                                            Keep on burning red and forever young
                                             
                                             Though I'd decided I wouldn't love anyone, my chest unexpectedly pounded sometimes 
                                            And unable to say it was all right while 
                                            Bearing the things that weren't all right, it changed into tears
                                             
                                             In a dream from which I couldn't wake, I tried to repaint 
                                            Even the past, even the future; afraid of accepting them, I shut my eyes
                                             
                                             I could not embrace the you of yesterday in both my arms 
                                            Nor could I kiss the you of tomorrow with my lips, but 
                                            I'll ride a tailwind, take your hand, and just run through the present 
                                            And, if the stars opposite twilight begin to weep, let's sing a gentle song together 
                                            A tiny voice is still enough for now! We don't even have to voice it! 
                                            Let's connect your lips and mine with a song