The sky on the day I was born
was high up, distant, and clear blue
I heard a voice say "go on, now,"
patting me on the back
Passing by through the seasons,
and at times hurting others,
touched by light, my shadow grows,
and the sky is yet more distant
Feeling the wind, I start running,
crossing over the rubble
At the end of this road,
there's someone waiting for me
I dream of a ray of light,
any day, any time
Now I throw the door open, as if to reveal a secret
My thoughts turn tirelessly, as if spinning a globe
The person who I loved
went to a place that no one knows
That same gentle face from back then
is out there still, somewhere distant
Feeling the rain, I start singing,
not caring who sees
I go on down this road,
because I wished for it to go on
I dream that we'll meet again,
until the end of time
As if to never forget the fragment of a secret I grasped,
my thoughts turn until the end, as if spinning a globe
It all began with my little self,
making an honest wish
Accepting a sadness into me,
I turn down the road
Feeling the wind, I start running,
crossing over the rubble
At the end of this road,
there's someone waiting for me
I dream of a ray of light,
any day, any time
Now I throw the door open, as if to reveal a secret
Both the joy of our hands touching,
and the sadness of letting go,
I sketch them out tirelessly, as if spinning a globe
Globe