,Even in the dream of that fading day

,even the dusty figure of the future

because you were always there looking on
even on the most fragile days
even on the road which only detours
.I'm getting over it, and am able to exist here even now

..

No matter how many times the door to my heart is knocked on
Even if deep inside my chest my heartstrings are pulled out to look at

..all that will come out will only be pleasant memories of fun

..

There was a day when in the pretty starry night sky
we lined up to make our wishes
although those wishes have already been forgotten
it would be good if this moment could continue
.and we remembered only all the things we thought about

?Now if you think about it, making that wish was good wasn't it

"It's alright now, because I can stand by myself"

?But then hey, it's because I'm not alone right