A long, long time ago, a great scholar proved that
If you have four colors, you can paint any kind of map different colors
But you were simply at the heart of a white world
And walked completely absorbed, without looking at the boundary lines
Your hand is seizing the four colors
Your path is not monochrome
It's enough simply to realize it; by that alone,
You and I and the next future will brilliantly, light-heartedly change colors
If only I had chosen a tomorrow where I can love more freely
I would have brandished my smiles and my tears as I pleased
You can paint your hopes and wishes different colors
I'll teach you that that is an elephant-like verification
Your eyes are gazing at the four colors
The days that have passed will not turn sepia-colored
Always and forever, if you spread
Your very own wings and release your heart, even darkness will change colors with just light