On the opposite coast of sadness is something called a smile
But before we can go there, is there something we're waiting for?
In order to chase our dreams, we can't have a reason to run away
We've got to go, to that far away summer's day
If we find it tomorrow, we can't sigh
Because like a boat that opposes the stream we have to walk straight on
In a place worn down by sadness something called a miracle is waiting
Yet we are still searching for the sunflower that grows at the end of spring
The warrior who awaits the morning light before he can clasp it with red nails,
his tears glitter and fall
Even if we've grown used to loneliness
only relying on the light of the moon
We have to fly away with featherless wing just go forward, just a little further
As the rainclouds break the wet streets sparkling
Although it brings only darkness
A powerful, powerful light helps push us to walk on
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