Riding On The Silver Dragon's Back
Beyond that pale ocean, someone is surely getting woundedLike a young bird yet unable to fly, I am lamenting this weaknessRush in, sadness, turn into wingsRush in, wound, turn into the compassLike a young bird yet unable to fly, I am lamenting this weakness
Until the dream will come over to me, I am just trembling and waiting yesterdayTomorrow, I will go to the Dragon's feet, climb the cliff and shout: "come on, let's go"Riding on the Silver Dragon's back; let's go deliver to the dessert of lifeRiding on the Silver Dragon's back; let's bring a swirl of rain clouds
Even if they had lost what they would lost, people cling to someone's fingerWe have only the smooth skin, for people can listen to their painRush in, sadness, turn into wingsRush in, wound, turn into the compassLike a young bird yet unable to fly, I am lamenting this weakness
Even with the wings like cotton dust; even with unreliable claws like leaf budTomorrow, I will go to the Dragon's feet, climb the cliff and shout: "come on, let's go"Riding on the Silver Dragon's back; let's go deliver to the dessert of lifeRiding on the Silver Dragon's back; let's bring a swirl of rain clouds
Riding on the Silver Dragon's back; let's bring a swirl of rain cloudsRiding on the Silver Dragon's backRiding on the Silver Dragon's back