On the other side of the secretly opened door
Lies a world on the verge of crumbling
Will morning come?
Will the night fall?
The light breaks through as I ponder over these questions
Let's play a little more until someone calls out to us
And turn back the time like how the flowers were spinning
In the dream that took place in this room,
A gentle song was being sang to you unceasingly
What is real?
Chase after the world that you believe in the most
And run towards that silver garden of yours
The child who got lost
Once again arrived home the earliest today
Don't you think things will be fine
As long as we search for a joyful place while we run
The watchman who wishes to protect your budding slumber
The door that leads to adulthood has been firmly closed.
Have you noticed?
Something like the truth
Only exists in the past
Things like hope and the future
Are just egoistic tales of a faraway garden
Written by someone
But no one knows it yet
The children singing with voices like earnest little birds
What are they hiding? What are they destroying?
A burning clock
The secret scent of the flowers is hinting that
"I am right here"
Please nestle close quietly
Please don't go anywhere
Please sing by the window
Even if we lose something
Dreams lie in those arms
Lies and grievances of the kind people
Are being locked away
With a heart that is lacking something
Let us bask in the light and take off
As we take the form of a little girl
Towards the never-ending beginning
Towards the true ending
Please nestle close quietly
Please don't go anywhere
Please sing by the window
Please don't go anywhere