Mori Naoya

A gentle color is cast in the sky, making the skyscrapers look very beautiful
I can see the scenery changing in the hearts of each person who is coming and going
What can I do as I am now, for someone who has been colored in sadness?
Birds who can't fly don't think that the sky is that high, I don't want to think like that

I get concerned with things that don't really matter
So I ripped the page out of my notebook that had "it's going to be alright" written on it

A paper airplane flys through the sky, in order for it to somehow arrive in time for tomorrow
It always, always, always, always, follows the evening sky
In order for that paper airplane to not fall, I make a wish to the sky
I always, always, always, always want to dream

I seem to be very small, amidst the time that is colored gently
Thinking about today that is ending, I search for somethign that I can do

I've thought about it a little too much, haven't I
If I think "it's going to be alright", I'll be taking the first step!!

A paper airplane flys through the sky, in order for it to somehow arrive in time for tomorrow
It always, always, always, always, follows the evening sky
In order for that paper airplane to not fall, I make a wish to the sky
I always, always, always, always want to dream

A paper airplane flys through the sky, as it's hit by the wind time and time again
It always, always, always, always will fly anywhere, high and far away
A paper airplane flys through the sky, in order for my dreams not to end in dreams
I'll always, always, always, always continue to believe in them
So that airplane can always, always, always, always fly through the sky