We watched the fading vapor trails
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They were so dazzling, I ran away- I was always weak
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I let go, frustrated by the fact
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That I couldn't stay unchanged since that day
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Couldn't stay unchanged forever
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That bird still can't fly well
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But someday she will know the feeling of cutting through the wind
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The place she can't reach is still there in the distance
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She gazes at it, keeping her wish to herself
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Children walk along the summer railway tracks
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Exposing their bare feet to the blowing wind
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We place in the distance the days of our childhood
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We place in our hands hope that springs forth
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Chasing, chasing the fading vapor trails
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It hasn't changed since the day we crossed that hill, and never will
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So that we will always have it,
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We'll guard the strength of a sea god, surely
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The blades of the windmill that turn in the sky
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Always have the same dream
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The dream of a bird, her wish kept to herself,
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Gazing at the place she can't reach
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I look back: the sun-baked railway tracks are hidden
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By stormclouds- even if they change their shape,
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The yesterdays left behind by the seasons...
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Chasing, chasing the fading vapor trails
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The signal is given too early- we start laughing
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So that we can always look straight ahead,
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Even if it's slippery with sweat, I won't let go of your hand, ever
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We watched the fading vapor trails
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They were so dazzling, I ran away- I was always weak
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I let go, frustrated by the fact
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That I couldn't stay unchanged since that day
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Couldn't stay unchanged forever
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