We were side by side, looking up to the sky
Without saying goodbye
Why do we hold one another so tightly on the day that we say goodbye...?
People are able to walk on
Believing in tomorrow
I'm going away, hey, even though I'm this sad about it...
When I reach out my hand, it reaches you, but
You're already looking at
Tomorrow, with your own eyes
Spring, it brings traces of that day
Don't touch or say anything
Don't search for a smile
My heart is so thrown into confusion, that the twilight draws near
When I reach out my hand
It dirties the tomorrow
That will soon come, so...
Come, let's go
Spring, it brings traces of that day
When I reach out my hand, it reaches you, but
You're already looking at
Tomorrow, with your own eyes
Spring, it brings traces of that day
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