Those who don't know a fulfilled heart,
an illusion from the distances that push you on?
I ask from the sea at the daybreak
But the sea remains silent
Guiding a silent heart
Leading a weak heart astray
What do the strong waves
show to the strong ones?
The one-winged hawk
which tears the ocean wide
Why? Even that high...
Chooses the intense wind
and keeps on flying
The ones chasing after the released fate
Is there darkness in the end? Or radiance?
Each of them waits for the sunrise
But the sea remains silent
Maybe to wake up the lingering heart?
Or is the lingering heart itself the dream?
Sometimes the truth is calm
but no one knows it yet...
Gliding down to the sea
The one-winged hawk
pecks at the darkness again,
Without fear of the raging skies
it'll rise again I'm sure,
Till the day of promise comes someday.