Beyond the luminescence of the morning sun glory
Is a fleeting little dream in the middle of darkness;
I dream of a spark that is yet to bring beams
I dream of a flicker that is yet to bring brightness.

I dream in a world where anything can happen;
I dream in a world of what I desire;
I dream in a hope that there will be something
A sparkle of light turning in a burning fire.

The daybreak drove the dancing lights to end;
As the dancing lights left my iris eyes.
The embers of my dream is my secret friend;
And my embers will one day ignite.

I prepare my armor, my sword and my mind
I prepare to realize, shouting my battle cry.
I prepare my heart, my wings and my soul
I prepare to fully grasp my sparkling goal.

And the twinkling light in my darkest reverie,
Became the radiance incomparable to any.
At last! At last! It’s in my hands,
But then up above, I fully understand.

I still go back to that glimmer of a dream,
Where I first saw the little twinkling light.
For it is in those simple humble things
I realize the time of my life.