Progressive
The truth of a whimsical heartHas crumbled with your single tearThe world till yesterday has been lost
Where is the road that (I) was walking without looking back?What song was (I) singing when (I) was watching a dream of flying in the sky?
Since when did the real ‘me’Want to become more beautiful that (my) real form?
A clumsy song; If it was a child, it would laugh, right?But still (I) was singing truly of yesterday’s conflicts
We continue living an illusion, don’t we?With this heart that cannot get used to not being aloneWhere did the dream that (I) saw yesterday disappear to?In the cloudless sky (I) saw the first rainbowDay so far…
For example, when I turned my back to youThe things that can be seen; the things that cannot be seen anymoreIn the evening twilight; someone is crying
Is it there? Unreliable, isn’t it? Taking your handIt becomes more lonely than the times when I’m alone
Even then you again laugh; with just thatMistaking the raging waves of the heart as hopeWhere will the dream that (I) saw with you disappear to?The other side of the rainbow that cannot be seen in the faraway clear skyWe go far……
It is impossible; (I) don’t know how many times (I) screamed that outEven then, the throng that beings to walk again
How many times will we be reborn?This heart which laments only yesterday’s lamentsWhere will the dream that (I) see with you, go?The other side of the rainbow that is drawn on a cloudless skyIn the light