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 their 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 your 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.