Hope
I’ve never gone lightly, I always stood there, scrunched upThey’re looking at me, pointing fingers and laughingThey always made fun of me because I looked different
Though the wind blows and the dust settlesThough the rain pours and drenches me miserablyI always try to roll around – each time I take a step, the traces are left deeper and clearer
Pointy and good-for-nothing square wheel, if you cut off the adversity, it will become roundThe day I spread my broken wings, I will run strongly to the hill
Yes, I’m hopeful – these tears shall dry yeah
My hardships don’t look nice and are slow but I will silently endure and overcomeI will perfect myself and clash once again
I dream of looking at a large meadow and if it crumbles slowly and the speed catches onEven I, who was ridiculed, will smile widely as I look confidently to the world
Pointy and good-for-nothing square wheel, if you cut off the adversity, it will become roundThe day I spread my broken wings, I will run strongly to the hill
These tears shall dry
In these long sufferings that will wear out between the rocksI will be born again – I just think about thatThe moment I am blessed in the green forest filled with flowersIt will find me as well so I will find myself too
Pointy and good-for-nothing square wheel, if you cut off the adversity, it will become roundThe day I spread my broken wings, I will run strongly to the hill
Yes, I’m hopeful, I will find myself, these tears shall dry yeah
I’m hopeful
These tears shall dry yeah