Until each and every day sinks, while being covered in mudIt's hard to give up those days that I innocently went throughBecause even for a dreamer like me, that's that, after all... here I am.You may not wait, like the 'jigsaw puzzle'.Someone's "YES" would be the same as "NO" for youBecause you always have to be free.When tomorrow's wind has cut through And left the puzzle with missing pieces,Even then, no one's going to blame it (the wind).That day, dreamers like ourselves believe that we're not wrong.Be able to traverse the raging ocean.Cause we know the pain in your heart as well.Even if you get off this ship, and live in a different worldIn the end, you will surely smileWe still have the dreamTaking with us this feeling that we were entrusted with.I'll go fight with the stormy ocean and the pain todaySo that our promise won't turn into a lie.And someday,For you who left our ship and now lives in a different worldWe'll send the completed puzzle...
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