A faded painting of a worn out bench… and a shy young man;
Hold high the hope that was rusted away, left sitting in the rain.

Free of disdain… free of pride… shine a gentle light upon your secrets deep inside,
That barely hold candle to the seed of a blossoming sunflower.

A museum falls silent with the coming of night,
And a forgotten version of yourself is probably laughing out loud.

Look, there’s a marching band passing through the square, made up of all kinds of people –
And at the moment, they’re playing this song for a barefoot girl who has just started running!

A blue pool falls silent with the coming of night,
As she jumps into the sky that’s reflected on its thin surface.

Open up,
Oh, my heart –
What’s there to feel guilty about?
Why are we so troubled?

Shine,
Oh, my words –
That what we mean by “soul”,
So light up the darkness,
And keep forging onward!

We become sad…
We become heartbroken…
We let out a sigh…
We become miserable…
We think of the life we’ll eventually lose…
… but let’s keep on breathing anyway!

Open up,
Oh, my heart –
What’s there to feel guilty about?
Why are we so troubled?

Shine,
Oh, my words –
That what we mean by “soul”,
So light up the darkness,
And keep forging onward!

色の褪せた絵の古ぼけたベンチとはにかむ少年
雨ざらしのまま朽ち果てたいつかの希望を掲げよう

蔑むこともなく驕ることもなく花開くヒマワリの
種にもならぬような胸の奥の秘密にささやかな光を

静まり返る夜のミュージアム
忘れられたいつかの君は笑うんだろう

ほら 誰彼となく集まった広場を過ぎるマーチングバンド
今 裸足のまま駆け出した少女にこの曲を捧げよう

静まり返る青いプールの
薄い膜に映る空に飛び込む

開け
心よ
何がやましくて
何故 悩ましいんだ 僕ら

光れ
言葉よ
それが魂だろう
闇を照らしてどこまでも
行け

悲しくなったり
切なくなったり
ため息吐いたり
惨めになったり
いつかは失ういのちを思ったり
それでも僕らは息をしよう

開け
心よ
何がやましくて
何故 悩ましいんだ 僕ら

光れ
言葉よ
それが魂だろう
闇を照らしてどこまでも
行け