Seed of the flower that bloomed,
Seed of the flower that has fallen...
I asked for the star's name.
I knew of the star's slumber.
Two distant voices calling
Lies ahead of tomorrow.
They are friends with unknown names, together with their dreams.
This song echoes,
Simply praying for light.
Water, carry it.
Wind, deliver these bonds.
The pretty flower that was crying,
The strong flower that laughs...
Only I have knowledge
Of the words that were drenched.
The heart is a gathering of countless shards.
It shines more beautifully
Than anything else.
They will create tomorrow,
So deliver this world's smiles.
This echoing sound
Will pass through the sky.
Water, take it far away.
Wind, reach my friends.