We're chasing pure dreams without an end.
In a world without guides.
These overlapping feelings...
pierce the fast beating of...my heart.
As the Unwavering noise...
Just quietly goes on.
From the dark in the sky
that blends through our pure light
Our shadows blurring together, quietly
As our memories are recorded in the wind
Our bravery shall stand together
Even if the whirlpool
of time were to
waste away into my memory
I still believe...in your voice!
We're chasing pure dreams without an end
in a world with our guides.
And if I lose my light
someday, I'll try to never...give up
The twinkling flame you lit in my heart
will try to shine so brightly
these fragments of pure hope...
will turn into wings~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very abstract - with nice drift. This is one song of which I really have tried to imagine being performed. Mark