The faraway dream that is shining madder red
is writing down the moments and shining tonight.
The full moon and
my heart begin to rise gracefully.
On the vaguely wavering bridge
that is ephemeral like bubbles,
the pink-colored heat haze
snuggles faintly and follows the wind.
With my eyes staring fixedly,
although it's an endless way,
without stopping my walking,
I certainly will convey the feeling kept in my heart.
The faraway dream that is shining madder red
is spinning off the moments and colors tonight.
The full moon and
my heart begin to rise gracefully.
The starry sky that is clear and blue
is reflected on the waves.
The thousands of the scattering sparkles
guide me and
flick my heart.
Just then, glows of fireflies come into my view,
and a festival music resounds through.
Now my lovely city
is gradually dyed in gold by them.
The faraway dream that is shining madder red
is writing down the moments and shining tonight.
The full moon and
my heart begin to rise gracefully.
The faraway dream that is shining madder red
is spinning off the moments and colors tonight.
The full moon and
my heart begin to rise gracefully.
What strong prayers they are!
The branch-dropping cherry blossoms have bloomed steadily.
Cherishing these enchantingly beautiful flowers in full bloom,
I picture my dream journey and look up the heaven.
