In the misty polygonal bay
I'm looking for my surging sea.
Maybe I will never see it.
But I always believe
It will exist for me.
Yes, today's success is bit by bit.
It is making sailboats for tomorrow's voyage.
Only sailboats.
Wind up and dance with the waves.
Yes, today's bit by bit failure.
Set sail for tomorrow's voyage.
Only sails,
The voyage will live and die with me, and it will be difficult.
Yes, every setback today.
The deck is being built for tomorrow's voyage.
Only the strongest deck
In order to go forward bravely in the stormy waves.
Yes, every bit of faith today.
I'm preparing lunch for tomorrow's voyage.
Only a rich lunch
Will give me enough nutrition under hunger and fatigue.
Yes, every bit of depression today.
It is fueling and igniting for tomorrow's voyage.
Only bright lights.
You can feel the warmth of the sun in the dark.
Is tomorrow far away?
If tomorrow falls behind today,
So how long will it be today?
If tomorrow is on a distant coast,
If you are by the stream tomorrow.
If tomorrow is between the stars and the moon
So, will it be the sea tomorrow?
It's the sea It's the sea
Tomorrow, tomorrow, if it's still on shore.
Or streams, or stars and the moon,
Or a polygonal bend filled with water mist.
therefore
On the shore, in the stream, behind the stars and the moon.
This is the exit of the polygonal bay.
Break through the last fog,
You will understand.
Your new world
The sea that truly belongs to you