One morning on the riverbank
Lying in the green grass
A butterfly dancing, tickling the tip of my nose
The dawn-drenched sky still feels impossibly far
The screen gradually deepens into blue
What it reflects is the continuation of a dream
A yawn and a big stretch
Spring's babbling brook, alone in the shape of the kanji 大
Far on the mountain peaks, lingering snow
A journey across the seasons
Swallows skim by, brushing my cheek
As I turn, someone calls, "Good morning!"
It's about time to go-"Ready, set!"-and I rise
So where on earth are we headed?
That is... that is...
That is... that is...
Sometimes in early spring, yes, in the midst of travel
In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
I always knew that someday I would set out on a journey
I've known it since I was born
On a small back, a randoseru strapped on
I could hear someone's calling voice
The sunset path home from school
Days wandering, sleepy with nostalgia
Surely I've been searching for the me who lived long ago
Awakening, and soon the journey begins
Rather than turning pages of a book to unravel history
My own world is far wider
The feel echoing from the soles of my sneakers
Memories sleeping beneath the asphalt
Tracing a journey, from present to past
I will meet myself
And the future me will find me
Until then, I'll lie in wait here a little
In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
How many days into the journey?
I visit you, and soon companions come along
Idly, as it drifts
We race through the ages
A kiss from the sea breeze
Let the whistle ring
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In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
In other words, we head west
Casually, we strike a samurai pose, a rogue
A fellow traveler's soul floats up to the sky
Wings beat and we fly
FLY FLY FLY...
When summer comes, I think of winter
When winter comes, I think of summer