For what reason do our tears spill?
Is it because the years have piled up too high?
Rocking in my chair, I had a dream
Of the sunlight shining through the trees
On the day you were born inside a tiny blessing
Of a happy day…
The shining cosmos, the shining stars
The surrounding sky
The shining sea, the shining ground
We are those people
For your sake, for your sake
I had an endless dream
Your eyes, your eyes
Could still see the distance
I’ll change these growing feelings into words
No matter what, I’ll hold onto your warm hand
And continue creating
My time with you