When the birds sing a song for free wind.
There's the trees sing a song for the land.
I should answer them with my floating heart
'till blue sun goes down to red sea.
When the wind sing a song with free birds.
I should answer them with my floating heart
'till green moon rise up above red mountain.
Father.
Don't get rid of, please and never,
like birds and trees inme. LaLaLa...
When the trees sing a song for free land.
I should answer them with my floating heart
'till blue sun goes down to red sea.
(interlude)
If I'm growing older, please and hopely,
teaching to new-born myself,
'You can sing with sound
that can't be write on like winds and land have been.'
LaLaLa...
When the wind sing a song with free birds.
There's the land sing a soing with free trees.
I should answer them with my floating heart
'till green moon rise up above red mountain.
Only dream can be my inner face, if God allows to be.
Only dream can be my inner face, if God allows to be.
Only dream can be my inner face, if God allows to be.
Only dream can be my inner face, if God allows to be.