Tori no Uta

We watched the disappearing track cloud

In the glory of going far away, whenever it is so weak

Everything is the same as that day

But we know that everything is changing

So still sadly break up and say goodbye

The little bird still can't fly.

I know that it will be able to fly high and low sooner or later.

There is still a paradise in the distance.

I can only hide my wish in my eyes.

Children walking on summer rails

The wind stroking their bare feet

Pin your childhood memories to a distant place

Put your hopes of soaring above your hands

We are constantly chasing the disappearing track clouds

Everything is exactly the same as the day that flew over the hill.

We have a persistent belief

Must be strong in the sea

The windmill rotor that flies in the air

Always doing the same dream

Always staring at the place that can't be reached

Bird dream can only be hidden in the heart

Reviewing the hot railroad tracks

Even the cumulon cloud shrouded in it

I hope we still remember

Yesterday of the season

We are constantly chasing the trailing clouds that disappeared.

Always laughing at each other for the secrets that are too early to play

Like a straight eye

Even if the sweat wets the hand, it will never let go.

We watched the disappearing track cloud

In the glory of going far away, whenever it is so weak

Everything is the same as that day

But we know that everything is changing

So still sadly break up and say goodbye