One Litre of Tears


On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile

On the opposite coast of sadness
is something called a smile
But before we can go there,
is there something we’re waiting for?

In order to chase our dreams,
we can’t have a reason to run away
We’ve got to go,
to that far away summer’s day

If we find it tomorrow,
we can’t sigh
Because like a boat that opposes the stream
we have to walk straight on

In a place worn down by sadness
something called a miracle, is waiting
Yet we are still searching
for the sunflower that grows at the end of spring

The warrior who awaits the morning light
before he can clasp it with red nails,
his tears glitter and fall

Even if we’ve grown used to loneliness
only relying on the light of the moon
We have to fly away with featherless wing
just go forward, just a little further

As the rain clouds break
the wet streets sparkling
Although it brings only darkness
A powerful, powerful light
helps push us to walk on

Cherish life. We are all living on borrowed time.
Please please please let me believe in the lyrics someday.

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