Looking up at the sun,
Do you aware the darkness drown in the cave
Is waiting for its rivival?
The one who watches and accompanies you
Is treking up the hill and down dale
To find the truth; To pray for your joy.
Forgotten maybe you once thought
Forsaken though you once felt
Chasing, hunting, and falling over
Only to find an long and widing road laying in emptiness.
When did he leave?
When will he return?
Has he arrived his destination
With truth in his hands and peace in his heart?
So let's try
To cross through the late night
To sing on the silent street
To find the last lamp to go out
To witness the breaking dawn
And the first ray of light to pierce the darkness.
We are on the way
We are on the way
Wandering, travelling
Till with our eyes we find our forgotten(lost) voices
Till shoulder to shoulder we stand together
by the shores of running river.
We laugh, we cry, we watch things change
From sweetness to bitterness
Then ourselves from sadness to happiness
"Finally did I find him"
"But he doesn't belong to my world"
"I crawlling up the hill he crossed before"
"But there left only fading sunlight"
Then comes night.
"farewell."
"Thanks for always being with me "
I swear to find my world and fight for this belief.
We then stepped on different ways
To bath in different scenes of days and nights, dawn and dusk.
To fight, to breath
I thought I could change the world;
Quench the burning fire of love and hatred;
Erase the scars left by time.
But I neglected that legends will never changed by vicissitude of their surroundings.
We are all heroes.
see?
it's going to be a brand new day
Are you on the way yet?