Over the world. Hello! Baby, future.
Ring the doorbell of your heart.
Lovely days, friend, passion,
Change, shining, hope,
And more...
Prism rainbow color of dream.
Over the mind image. Good-bye tears!
Everyone has a special address that only belongs only to them
Inside of them.
The seven gifts will surely reach you.
For getting lost, use a signpost. For sadness, use an umbrella.
From regret to warmth. From smiles to starry skies.
Round and round meetings come, changing and changing.
And in the end, all of the scenery is recolored.
The world blooms and smiles at the freshly-born futures.
I will learn about the present, the future, myself, and they will push my back ahead.
You will bloom as yourself in these fleeting yet precious days.
I will spread out both of my hands and accept
The seven gifts that will someday reach.
Place your hand on your heart. It's not true that there's nothing there.
You can feel the certain heartbeat in your chest, right?
I wonder what form your dream will take when it arrives at your side.
I don't know, but that's why it's wonderful.
The world blooms and smiles at the freshly-born us.
I strongly wish that you stop here, oh, glimmer of the Prism!
You will bloom as yourself at the time there is nothing.
You're not alone, and you're not even in a pair,
Someday the seven gifts will surely reach you.
Over the world. Hello! Baby, future.
Ring the doorbell of your heart.
Lovely days, friend, passion,
Change, shining, hope,
And more...
Prism rainbow color of dream.
Over the mind image. Good-bye tears!
Everyone has a special address that only belongs only to them
Inside of them.
The seven gifts will surely reach you.