The wind blows fiercely, from forest to forest
Anything and everything will be blown far away
Soon, it will be storming,
(The storm will) cross over the fields
and eventually also arrive at where I am
The stars are moving, from mountains to mountains
The messages left as stardust are too many to be counted
The season will change soon
and people will be born
Surely the shooting star will also reach you
Why do humans go on a jouney
In search for a path?
The wind and stars, could you tell me your troubles?
Soon, the storm will come,
without losing to the wind
Gazing at the stars, I go on a journey