The wind comes from every night.
The wind deep in the forest.
Before dawn
Blow to the plain
Blow to the coast
Are you still hiding?
Still waiting?
Love only the wind
Is the dead leaf of life.
At the end of life
They want to dress up as
Flying butterfly
And a heart with real wings
Much higher than these.
The wind only blows to the sea.
You will find out.
The Pacific Ocean is the color of the sky.
Over the earth and the Pacific Ocean
The blue sky and birds were born.
Please believe.
White clouds float for wings.
When Kunpeng flies by, it will make a thunderous sound.
A lifetime.
Too hasty!
But to the sky.
Why do dreams last forever!
If the wind blows late at night
What dream did you have?
Give yourself a pair of wings.
Take off here
Don't wait for the dawn
Hold out your hand.
Embrace every star;
The flame on the other side of the sea
Burning life!