I don't wish to be the squashed by windstorm
I don't wanna be in cold sleeps flight
I don't wish [bad word] from flashing sky form
I don't wanna fear the dark of night

I’ve put on my suit
The dress of dense wood
The clothes of life nude
That has begun
I’ve put on my suit
The dress for good shoot
The clothes for hope scoot
I’ve done it
I can touch the sun

I saw parents take care of their love kids
I saw courage of infantile eyes
Everyone remembers fear of eclipse
Everybody wants the new sunrise

I’ve put on my suit
The dress of dense wood
The clothes of life nude
That has begun
I’ve put on my suit
The dress for good shoot
The clothes for hope scoot
I’ve done it
I can touch the sun

But it not occasion be without you
If birds sing through peals of thunder [bad word] Means, I am not doomed to fear and death [bad word] Means, the fast end expects darkness charms