Gently touching the towering pole,
Remembering the invincible you from those days.
Looking up at the sky, a slave to dreams,
Intoxicated by the sparkling future self.
Even if you count only lost things,
In the nights where you can’t sleep,
You can still fly, studded with stars.
Embrace your great ambition, adults,
Riding the headwind, flapping your wings.
Feeling small, but still linked together,
Being full of weaknesses is fine!
Everyone used to think dreams were uncertain, and the lovely rascals
But reality isn’t that simple
That’s why we’re always waiting for a strong wind
Let’s play with the self-responsibility only allowed for adults
Let’s dance with “work hard, play hard,” the adult dance
Clearing the gloom from your head and body, even if the place you go becomes cloudy
Singing love with an imperfect voice, hoarse and rough
We should be able to fly far away
Play wildly, adults,
Occasionally surrendering to the flow
Because the you of tomorrow will somehow manage
Show your adult spirit
Come together in a circle, adults,
Sometimes reading the air
Because it’s a world with all sorts of people
That’s why you, in particular, are so beloved
Embrace your great ambition, adults,
Riding the headwind, flapping your wings.
Feeling small, but still linked together,
Being full of weaknesses is fine!
