Supposing
life is a momentary dream
It would be like a flower
Even if destined to fall
It is all the more precious for its transience
What
I lost somewhere once
What I left somewhere on that day
Now I go on a journey
With what is left in my hands
What
are you thinking about now?
What can I do for you?
Maybe
it is valuable as it has no forms
Maybe it is cruel and beautiful
Whether
it rains or it blows
On the glowing day or on the silent night
Even if here is the end of the world
I wish to show you the continuation of the dream
I
will grow a beautiful flower
And offer it to you
I will grow a beautiful flower
And offer it to you
What
are you thinking about now?
What can I do for you?
I
will grow a beautiful flower
And offer it to you
I will grow a beautiful flower
And offer it to you
I
will sing a song
And sing by your side
I will sing a song
And sing by your side
