Dark sky that stretches out limitlessly
The sound of distant, cracking thunder.
Whenever I stand, my steps
sway.

Borrowing the words of a warm person
Borrowing the form of nostalgic days
Bad dreams step ever closer.
Nightmare!

A strange voice, a cold hand...
From out of the darkness, they call me. Again and again, they call me.

What in the world is right?
What in the world is wrong?
Memories! Please,
illuminate this darkness immediately!

If it's to protect someone precious to me,
it's OK if this body of mine is wounded
it's OK if this heart of mine burns.

Dark sky that stretches out limitlessly
The sound of distant, cracking thunder
Don't be fooled
by what you see.

My heart is uncertain if it should
track down the wounded future
or tread on the broken tomorrow.
Love

Your voice, your gentle hands
They call me from out of these dreams. Always, they call me.

Even when struck by the fierce rain
Even when blown by cold winds
Seeking the light
I think of that tree's strength

Dark sky that stretches out limitlessly
The sound of distant, cracking thunder.
Whenever I stand, my steps
sway.

If it's to protect someone precious to me,
I'll become much more extraordinary than anyone,
I'll become much stronger than anyone.