The white skylarks are singing near the fountain.
That's the song of the forest which praises the earth.
Shall we just start stomping our feet and dancing?
Because even the leaves are beating a rhythm
in harmony with the wind
This is the crossroads of the forest,
where all travellers
are sure to stop and pause
to be certain of the path to the future.
Wind! Light! Little birds! Let's dance.
Change the sorrow of living the present into a dream.
[Instrumental]
I will find my crystal-colored dream, for sure.
I'll always
believe
that time will come...
[Instrumental]
The rabbits strain their ears to listen to what you have to say
Even if darkness comes, pray with this song.
This is a holy place,
yes, where those who lead a travelling life
can heal their wounds while basking in the sunlight
and resting their wings.
My dear friends, let's put down our swords and dance.
Living the present, don't be afraid of the future.
Wind! Light! My dear friends, let's start our journey.
Hide in your heart the unseen power of living the present.