The dream you have is written in ancient ink, like a prayer put to paper,
But the things your small hands long for are no longer anywhere to be found.

Nonetheless, you walk a path where beautiful things remain beautiful,
And I get the feeling that’s something I want to protect.

The sky and water stain this planet, as if drawing a pale rainbow before fading away;
On such blinding nights, I wonder just how far the sound of your singing voice can reach.

The light of this blue planet, on which dreams lie, had us simply in love;
For the sake of just one future, we’ll try to put everything into a single song,
Taking off into a still darkened sky.

Your whispers are like a blade, slicing my heart to pieces,
‘Till there’s no way to protect myself from this innocent light.
The sadness of that radiance is constant, pouring into me,
And I get the feeling that I want to protect you.

Where did [bad word] from, where will we go, as we stand here in the place we were born long ago?
What things will I feel? What things will I seek? Just how far will I be able to go?

The light of that blue planet is calling to you, [bad word] more and more beautiful as it fades away,
Like a single wish shivering within the darkness,
As you reach out our hand toward a still darkened sky.

That far off melody, and the light of this blue planet, had everyone simply in love;
For the sake of just one future, we’re putting everything into a single song.

If you’re going to dream, I’ll stand by your side, reaching my hand out toward that same far off place.
Someday I too will reach that quiet sky that you believed in:
An endlessly radiant heavenly blue.