. . . On the opposite coast of sadness is something called a smile
On the opposite coast of sadness is something called a smile
But before we can go there, is there something were waiting for?
In order to chase our dreams, we cant have a reason to run away Weve got to go, to that far away summers day
If we find it tomorrow, we cant sigh Because like a boat that opposes the stream we have to walk straight on
In a place worn down by sadness something called a miracle, is waiting Yet we are still searching for the sunflower that grows at the end of spring
The warrior who awaits the morning light before he can clasp it with red nails, his tears glitter and fall
Even if weve grown used to loneliness only relying on the light of the moon We have to fly away with featherless wing just go foward, just a little further
As the rainclouds break the wet streets sparkling Although it brings only darkness A powerful, powerful light helps push us to walk on . . .
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