While I let out a sigh, I looked up at the starry sky.

Somehow, something echoes within my heart – a monochrome melody.

So faraway, feeling so faraway,

The lights of the city flicker listlessly.

I kept on shouting within the wind with my true voice.

It won’t reach over there to the faraway you,

But the sky is far too beautiful,

And I cried at my tiny existence,

Composing a volume of a sorrowful dream.

In the autumn night, I got my hands on a fleeting bit of happiness.

Loneliness begins to overflow from my heart, quietly, little by little.

So faraway, feeling so faraway,

The light of the moon shines faintly.

I kept on searching within the wind for my true voice.

It’s a faint thing that I can’t grab no matter what I do,

But the stars are far too beautiful,

And I cried in a casual moment,

Composing a volume of a beloved dream.

I kept on shouting within the wind with my true voice.

It won’t reach over there to the faraway you,

But the sky is far too beautiful,

And I cried at my tiny existence,

Composing a volume of a sorrowful dream.