I was the foolish dreamer who tried to catch
The sliver of light I saw within my closed eyes
My outreached arm was not seen
By my closed eyes, and I’m at a loss
It blurs, immensely far from shooting range
Somehow I am living without quitting being myself
If I can laugh just one time, I’ll cry any number of times
Opposing fate with all my might
Choosing what’s right or wrong
That’s a right reserved solely for me
Sailing day; take the wheel
The foolish dreamers that raised their sails, without waiting for the sunrise
The dumbfounding believers that met head on and cherished
Even the endless amounts of danger and uncertainty
The genuine brightness I saw past my opened eyes
Pours purpose into my emptied heart
With that I push my own back again
To grasp just one thing, I’ll lose any number of times
Proving my existence with all my might
Blunders and mistakes are treasures only worth anything to me
Sailing day; take the wheel
The dumbfounding believers that gathered up even sadness or despair
Each and everyone sets sail with their respective ships
The brightness they each saw are light houses
Yeah, I still hold on to my soul
To live for just one second
I always give my all; of course!
Proving my existence with all my might
Defeats and regrets are treasures only worth anything to me
Sailing day; take the wheel
The dumbfounding believers who gather up all of the days of adventure
Opposing fate with all my might
The lighthouse that solely illuminates me will never disappear
Sailing day; take the wheel
The foolish happy dreamers that raised their sails in a storm
Everyone is a believer
Forever a dreamer