When I was little, God was there

Fushigi ni yume o kanaete kureta and wonderfully, granted my dream.
On mornings when I wake up with kindly feelings, even though I've grown up,
Miracles happen!
Opening the curtain, tranquil sunlight filtering through the trees,
*if it envelops me in tenderness, surely
Everything reflected in my eyes will be a message.
When I was little, God was thereand every day he delivered love.
Inside my heart, I had forgotten my precious box [of good memories]. The time to open it is now. In the garden after the rain, the smell of gardenias,

* Repeat Opening the curtain, tranquil sunlight filtering through the trees