Stopping in the nostalgic scent of the sea
We’ve become a little stronger than those days, haven’t we?
Still, we’re
Just filled with things we can’t do anything about
Listening carefully
To the waves rustling in the wind and the capricious passing showers
It’s like a gentle dream
As a sudden gust rises high into the sky
Words escape me
The nostalgic scent of the sea and someone’s voice
“You’ve become stronger than back then”
Even though we’ve grown up
Isn’t everything still the same? Hey
I don’t need any words
Just a vivid image
Of the clear blue sky
As far as the distant sky, the momentary wind that soared high
No matter where
(Listening carefully
To the waves rustling in the wind and the capricious passing showers
It’s like a gentle dream)
No matter where
As far as the distant sky, the momentary wind that soared high