Tackey & Tsubasa

Be a flower, be the sky, be a dream, transform
Be a bird, be the ocean, be a dream, transform at will

The sixth month on the lunar calendar is unrealiable, and I'm tired of the sunlight
I'm looking at the rift between the clouds, and a sunflower
Is suddenly blown away; my soul accepts the south wind
My sexuality that was asleep, awakens
The flower petals that shake about
Are flung all around
And we whole heartedly transform our dreams

I'll be a flower of the summer flames
Putting on a golden, golden mask
Taking in the sun straightforwardly
With dazzling eyes, dazzling eyes, and passion that stabs the sky

Someday, I'll be the sky
So that I can bluely, bluely dissolve
If I continue to believe in a new world, in my heart, in my heart
The lies, sadness, and clouds will clear away

The ocean in the morning calm is a true mirror
It reflects only a pure heart
My swaying and weak wings
Flare up, and burn out
We transform into a dream

I'll be a bird of the summer flames
So that my hot, hot blood will boil
Pierce the waves that you desire
Riding on tomorrows dazzling, dazzling wind
Someday, I'll be the ocean
Continue to shine bluely, bluely
The illusion will change into reality; wrap it up, wrap it up
Stars, rainbows, and luck, in the palm of my hand

I'll be a flower of the summer flames
Putting on a golden, golden mask
Taking in the sun straightforwardly
With dazzling eyes, dazzling eyes, and passion that stabs the sky

I'll be a bird of the summer flames
So that my hot, hot blood will boil
Pierce the waves that you desire
Riding on tomorrows dazzling, dazzling wind
Someday, I'll be the ocean
Continue to shine bluely, bluely
The illusion will change into reality; wrap it up, wrap it up
Stars, rainbows, and luck, in the palm of my hand

Be a flower, be the sky, be a dream, transform
Be a bird, be the ocean, be a dream, transform at will