Get up - let's awaken from those irritation-filled dreams 
I want you to smile, so that I can open a window and wind up my spring 
Look, the baby smiled [bad word] through the road of fern leaves and tree-filtered sunlight 
Sweating and out of breath, let's go somewhere

The sunlight blazing down devoured the shadows 
Turning corners and going down the river, we opened the gate 
Beyond this...

I can't go; I'll stay here and watch you 
I'm sure it's fun. 'Cause your place 
Isn't here, it isn't here, so goodbye.

Get up - let's awaken from feather-wrapped dreams 
So that I can open a window and wind up my spring 
I've [bad word] unable to smile 

The road of fern leaves and tree-filtered sunlight of someday 
Seems to have carved a ridge and taken in years as time passed 
From a sudden impulse, I take a yellow bus with a one-way ticket

Held a parasol to the sunlight blazing down 
Opening the gate and going down the river, I turned a corner 
Beyond that...

I didn't remember; I forgot 
I forgot. But your place 
Isn't here, it isn't here, so goodbye