As my legs float out from under me,
The ground is already so far away;
My body is a monocoque seized by the wind.
Still unable to reach that place,
I merely head for its groups of buildings;
Obscured by ash, they mix with the night.
The time has come – I’ll pass the meridian again today,
And fly through a future no one has visited before;
I’ll secretly take in hand… that beautiful daybreak.
These steadfast wings carry me wherever I please,
Conquering even gravity.
Going farther and farther away,
Even my tears expire,
Amid this reassuring speed – endlessly on and on!
Yes – failing to exist in one place,
This heart is far removed;
Creaking in response is a duralumin noise.
Ahh, the closer I get to the sky…
Exasperated, my sorrowful dreams lose their way.
They fade away one by one,
Beyond the daybreak.
These white wings are reflecting the light –
The thousands of tears melted at sunrise… everything therein…
Will surely become a rainbow.
The time it takes for them to return to their beloved ground,
Will be the slightest moment of flight.
My alighting thoughts,
Are nearing my heart;
That’s how it feels.
These steadfast wings carry me wherever I please,
Conquering even gravity.
Going farther and farther away,
Even my tears expire:
This slightest moment of flight flowing within me.