You’ve come in this world with wildly opened eyes.
And your heart was innocent and pure.
You haven’t known about the existence of lies.
At that time life has simple and secure.

So be the maker of your dream,
Give a sense of what you feel.
Someone'll hear the echo of your scream,
Come and help to make it real.

But one day grey clouds obscured the sky,
And the world plunged into the darkness.
People showed their vices, became ugly and sly,
So your soul could feel only a blankness.

Just be the maker of your dream,
Give a sense of what you feel.
Someone'll hear the echo of your scream,
Come and help to make it real.

Once abandoned to despair,
Your’d never forget that attempt.
But it’ll only make you a better player
And will prepare for the future failures.

Just be the maker of your dream,
Give a sense of what you feel.
Someone'll hear the echo of your scream,
Come and help to make it real.

Be the maker of your dream,
Just go and make it real…