song

I'm always running after you.　You are my ideal.　You are me.

There was a bird that could not fly any further

With splendid feathers without scratches, it rebuked the blue sky

[This place isn't bad. The sky isn't that high. This place isn't good either.]

Fearing the speed it feels with its body

Anyone can have a chance... It can't go any further

[It really can't fly. It really wants to fly.]

Now you are there, shining beyond a wish that I want to fulfill

Projecting in my eyes

"Standing in the future, always strong" such you are my

You're still dazzling but, reaching out my hands with the same feeling

The real me that will someday be grasped will become you

I'm always running after you.　You are my ideal.　You are me.

It was still a pure and innocent dream

It drew close all things it wanted just like a magnet

[Only this, I will not yield. This too, I will not yield.]

You were there, buried in rubble and living in solitude

My eyes desire

"Until now, always... From now on, more!" tomorrow's 'you' is me

Throw off such shells, become naked and carefree

Let's search for that glittering gemstone I will become

The pebble that tumbled by my feet was kicked away fly away, these feelings

Swaying in my eyes

The ideal 'me' and yesterday's 'me' are always crossing paths without meeting

I cannot reach a little more

If its you surely, would laugh it off even if painful

Projecting in my eyes

"Standing on the future, always strong" such you are my

You're still dazzling but, reaching out my hands with the same feelings

The real me that will someday be grasped will become you, will become you