We are confused
Looking for the final destination that should be reached
Those tears of pain
Will it turn into brilliance?
The more I pursue, the farther and farther I get from my true heart.
As long as we are alive, we are bound to lose something
Even so, I don't want to give up my dream of heading towards tomorrow.
Even the reason for sadness I want to hold on to
The seasons we pass by, what will happen after them?