I am the one who lightly flies
Feeling the freedom at the end of hopes
And great futility I only gain
However,
No suffer or no pain,
If you even break my wings,
With your curing laughter, I'll fly again
I embraced the deepest frankness
Too generously you were sharing it
It was the best scenery ever can be
You were in your red sweater then
And the red was happier even than me,
That you had been wearing it.