Starting with "I'm sorry"
Huh? Is that a common story?
If I stitch together the images, it's just the countdown to my story
(Please) Goddess (it is)
Even accidents turn into chances (if you change your perspective)
Adventurer, even headwinds will one day become tailwinds
(Adventure, yes, someday)
The excitement of being two is more than being alone
And even more, everyone's excitement together
If there's potential, it's in our hands (it's truly there, with all our wishes)
Let's try it out
We can do anything; we're free!
Isn't it wonderful to be lost?
A continuous choice of paths
The knots we make increase, like branches extending
Encounters, reunions, and promises of reunions
Everything is treasure
Passing time and racing toward tomorrow
Move forward, move forward, move forward
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Beyond the door that opens
Is always an unknown world
Titles don't mean anything
Treasure humor in everything
I always want to be in a state of growth
I want to turn my anxieties into springs
Once I crouch down, I'll jump higher
(One, two, three, jump!)
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Is there really such a thing as miraculous power?
If we could create reality from our dreams
I'll try again and again, no matter how many times
(It's truly there, with all our wishes)
Let's try it out
Little by little, I'll move forward, quietly and steadily, to the top!
This awakening probably isn't a mistake
Even in the moments we pass each other by
If we stomp our feet a little, it becomes a nice rhythm
The result will be alright, and we'll dance at the ball
Before we know it, everything will be a treasure
Following the line of fate, solving the mysteries
The secrets melt away (melt away)
Breathing the truth under the ice (counting backward)
The story that began with "I'm sorry" is mine
A whirlwind chronicle
What page are we on now?
Little by little, I'll move forward with determination
Quietly, I succeeded, I spoke the words
Let's keep going, even the promises we've made, with one hand
So they don't unravel
We can do anything; we're free!
Isn't it wonderful to be lost?
A continuous choice of paths
The knots we make increase, like branches extending
Encounters, reunions, and promises of reunions
Everything is treasure
Passing time and racing toward tomorrow
Move forward, move forward, move forward, move forward, move forward