The mirage of the two of us that I dreamed of
Even now, I haven’t given up yet…
But from here on, I’ll always face it,
Your ideal is filled with the future.
The unforgettable sadness,
And the kindness I couldn’t accept,
If we mix them together now,
We can step forward right here and now.
Looking at the sky, kicking up the present,
Flapping our wings, crossing thousands of generations of heaven,
It’s still the beginning, the opening of the repeating battle now.
“Cut through it,” “With my strike,”
We will surely grasp the future, our story together.
Echoing and suddenly reviving,
In a world where we pray countless times apart,
Now connected, our ideal revives,
If that’s the case, is our fate the optimal solution?
Even if I wake up in darkness,
I’ll illuminate it.
As long as it’s light, I understand,
Yes, I can’t do it alone,
Just a little more, “Show me your smile.”
You ≒ My drama, the purple amber,
Conflict ≒ Contrasting and emitting light, matching hands,
Returning the trump card, I’m not afraid of anything anymore.
Crossing time, billions of dreams,
Choose and enchant.
Even in tough times, we should have persevered…
Can I be by your side again?
Even if blown by the headwind,
“Just look ahead and move forward. The future.”
Without turning back, I found it,
“Fate = Future,” the proof of the dream.
Yes, we still can’t measure it,
Holding dreams we haven’t fulfilled,
We are waiting.
It’s my dreams, packing in weakness,
Still heading to an unknown place.
Always, still out of reach, but
We, you see,
“We’ll challenge again,” “Thousands, billions/destiny,”
Overcoming and confronting as many times as it takes,
If we can become stronger.
