Feel the breeze of the times
Clouds flow in the sky looking up
If it comes true, with a loved one
Keep your shoulders side by side
Even exposing the tears that pass through to the wind
I want to tell you that people are dreams

Laughing, crying, living alive
If you just die, you don't need a dream
If it does, even if it doesn't arrive
Spreading broken wings
Until you see the end of the flow of clouds with your own eyes
I want to close my eyes now, because it's a dream

If you write that a person has a dream, it will be ephemeral.
Who decided I don't believe
I don't believe the word ephemeral
I don't believe the word ephemeral