In the waking world we met A story colored by embracing each of our feelings
Even if a time comes when I keep wavering I can't bend
There is a time when I believe with all my heart Even the violets by the roadside feel the same You should be able to bloom gracefully
One, two, three - Hanamaru
If it's a bud swelling with new hopes Someday it will unfold, and surely we will share it From a door opened beyond the bounds of common sense, we fly Hanamaru day, let's step forward