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Someone's shouting, boasting, "Come on now!"
The weathervane is telling me where he is
In the middle of this hill where I sat back
"It'll be great if I could fly to the sky," I muttered

Never-ending dreams and the present with an end
The days I do not forget, the days I want to forget
"From the desolation of losing more and more things
I have become more carefree", am I able to laugh about it?

I wanna fly away searching for the answer
I have noticed, that my faults and regrets have become wings
Throughout my body I feel the wind and spread my arms

To the center of the sun, I could probably fly right now
Escaping from the sad night, I can fly even further
I can fly away

With this like pride and vanity
I kick away the birdcage
An instant's impulse is an eternity's upheaval
When I fly away from that place, look at me!

Soar high, sadness and happiness become my strength
Even repeating mistakes become the light of progress
Even with tattered wings, it's alright to fly your way

To the center of the sun
I can fly away