With you, the heart-pounding
Is a special magic
In ordinary words,
Let's pile memories onto them
Without spilling it all
It's like a coloring page we've drawn.
The sky is crystal clear
We're always together.
I thought I was used to it, but
I wonder how you're doing now?
I muttered to myself.
I want to fly right away
On wings scented by the sun's breeze... hey?
Now, on the count of three, flap your wings.
With you, the heart-pounding
Is a special magic
In ordinary words,
Let's pile memories onto them
Because it's you, sometimes
It's a charming magic.
Somehow, the two of us have
Pure white feelings.
Without getting any of it wrong
The fact that I could say it but it doesn't come across
Feels kind of troublesome, you know...
We're always together.
I kept wondering why, but
If we're still like this now
That's also nice.
Where do you want to go?
You only talk about strange things, don't you?
Now, on the count of three, dive in.
With you, the heart-pounding
Is a precious magic.
If it's ordinary words,
Let's repeat them over and over.
Because it's you, sometimes
It's a joy, this magic.
In the world I used to look up at
There's a pure white miracle
With you, the heart-pounding is
Thrilling because it's you