In this limitlessly expanding sky, I don’t mind if there are no miracles to be found.
I won’t hide the tears that have already flowed, no matter what happens.
If I were to have wings, like those white birds that cross the sky,
And could fly freely… I’d have been merely wandering, as if running away from it all.
There’s something that can only be seen here on the ground; this is where we met.
Even if the path of our journey has no destination, I’ll never lose my way again: I swear we share the same wish!
In this limitlessly expanding sky, I don’t mind if there are no miracles to be found.
I won’t hide the tears that have already flowed, no matter what happens.
When you turn to look, you’ll notice that the white waves coming in and out,
Are only erasing the footprints we managed to choose on our own; there’s no longer any answer to the question of what’s “right”.
The boat we’ve started rowing raises its sail and a chilling wind blows in.
In the corner of the shore we leave behind, our memories and sorrows wave, singing a song of parting.
Upon this limitlessly expanding sea, I don’t mind if we have nowhere to go.
I don’t even fear a stormy night; there’s not a thing for us to be afraid of.
Even on nights our brave thoughts stumble, I’ll be by your side –
No matter what happens, I’ll be by your side.
The moon is vanishing in a starless night sky,
But the darkest time of all is just before dawn…
It’s just a little longer ’til the sun rises…
Within the silent sky that opens up, I don’t mind if there are no miracles to be found.
I won’t let go of our joined hands; there’s really nothing else for me to say.
To the nights we clung to sleepless emotions, morning will come –
If we just reach out our hands, morning will come!