On a bright afternoon I open the window
And run without reason on a shaded road
I take a breath using my shoulders, and close my eyes
And picture a stage that starts from tomorrow.
I image a brand new page
And paint it on a plain white canvas.
The headwind opens up without a care
In this endlessly continuing brand new story.

Ah, wonderful days

At a zebra-striped intersection
The light turns green and I start running
Crossing while just stepping on the white lines
Just like a kid

Always blown by wind in this way
If I could just be as I had been
I'd turn towards the far away sky, stretch out my hands as if to reach my thoughts
And let them all go.

I speed up my feet pushing the pedals
And race up the slope just in one breath
Now the long run before jumping out
While feeling my heartbeat begin to race.
Climbing up this hill
When I finally am able to see the summit
The south wind passes me
As if to alert me of the starting signal.

Ah, wonderful days

I repeated the bit that was left over again
Before I knew it I had come this far
Even more than the light in the depths of my vision
I reach for the sky

If I could never forget these thoughts shut away in my chest
No matter what time it was and continue to warm them
For sure, one day I would, like a nameless bird,
Take off into this great sky and push forward.

The future I searched for while fumbling is always a keyless door
The light right in front of my eyes I continued searching for even though I couldn't find it
The doodle that's on my desk
Is a map I imagined some other day
A place that nobody has walked,
That even the sun doesn't know about,
I aim for it.

Always blown by wind in this way
If I could just be as I had been
I'd turn towards the far away sky, stretch out my hands as if to reach my thoughts
And let them all go.
And let them all go...