Aoi tori otogibanashi no you ni
shiawase wo hakonde kureru shinjiteta
Aoi sora jiyuu ni tobu sugata ni
kono omoi kasanete wa negatteta
Dakedo itsuka wa kiete shimau
Maboroshi no you ni aimai na sugata
Wasureta koto nante nai kedo suberiochiru you ni
Surinukete awa no you ni kieru
Soredemo omoi wa zutto zutto mune no fukaku fukaku de
Nemuru you ni tada iki wo hisome matteru
Tokihanate kago wa mou iranai
Dokomademo tsudzuku kagami no naka ni
shiawase na ano hi no watashi utsushiteta
Tooi sora katachi no nai sekai ni
hontou no nukumori wo sagashiteta
Tamani kokoro wa yurete shimau
Kyuukutsu na sora wo miageru hitomi
Afure dasu negai to onaji dake kizutsuki mo suru kedo
Furimukeba yume no you ni aoku
Kotoba ni naranakute mo kitto
kono te nobasu tooku he
MONOKURO no niji ga iro wo tsukeru sono toki
Kiseki wa mou hajimatte iru
Namida to issho ni koboreta kimochi
ano hi to onaji kokoro ga RINKU shita
Kako wo nugisute asu wo kakagete PEEJI wo mekureba ugokidasu kara
Yobikakeru aoi tori hontou wa... watashi no naka?
"Wasureta koto nante nai kara..."
Furishiboru koe ga ikutsu mono yume ni hikari wo tomosu
Kanaetai omoi wa zutto zutto mune no fukaku fukaku de
Tobitateru toki wo iki wo hisome matteru
Tokihanate kago wa mou iranai
I used to believe that a bluebird
would bring me happiness, just like in the fairy-tale.
I prayed that I could send my wishes with it
as it flew freely through the blue sky.
But one day it was sure to disappear
like an illusion.
Though I've never once forgotten its blurry form, it will slip out of my hands,
fall and vanish like a bubble.
Even so, though my feelings will lie deep, deep in my heart as if asleep,
they will only be holding their breath as they wait.
Letting go, I no longer need the past.
wherever I be, the reflection of the mirror
still shows me in those happy day
In this vast sky and shapeless world,
I seek for a true warmth
Sometimes, my heart is shaking
when I look up to that frustrating sky
I know the overwhelming wish only cause a pain but
when I look back, I see blue color which looks like a dream
If words couldn't accomplish my wish, then
this hands that I'm stretching so far, will surely make it come true
The monochrome rainbow will be colored
If that time comes, a miracle has already begun
tears that overflowing along with my feeling
are linked together with the same heart as that day
cast off the past, aim to the future, the page is starting to turn over
Does the strained voice of the blue bird actually reside in me?
"I didn't really forget anything"
that strained voice sparks a light to many dreams.
The wishes I want granted have always dwelt deep, deep down inside my heart,
as they hold their breath and wait for the day they can fly.
Letting go, I no longer need the past.