Maaya Sakamoto Cloud 9
I hear a voice.
A voice, resounding through the sky that
stopped crying.
It has shot through the target of my
heart.
Chasing the summer I spent with you,
I pass
through the end of winter.
The words I heard from you that
day
Are guiding me.
The smell of a snow
storm,
High frequencies mixed in a
harmony.
There's more than enough memories,
but
If I turned around, I could lose just as much.
So I
recklessly went down that road,
Praying for
tomorrow.
The wild sleeping within is driving us
To
the eternal, endless, irreplaceable dream.
The aimless,
simple, helpless days,
We keep walking through
them,
Because we are the children of the
journey.
So you're guided?
Do you keep running
from something?
(The endless world)
Someday, when
you've reached your destination,
You'll be able to
see the rest of your dream.
Unchanging, fearless, our
strength,
We had it since the first time of
despair.
Unforgettable, inseparable, memories of the distant
days,
A tail with a small bone left. [1]
The wild
sleeping within is driving us
To the eternal, endless,
irreplaceable dream.
Like a climber ascending to the
summit,
I want to reach someday the place of
beatitude.
So let's keep on walking,
Because we are
the children of the journey.
I hear a voice,
From
beyond the sky that stopped crying.
I am waiting for
you.
