Uchuu de hori de yo
Hitori de hori de yo
Uchuu wa
white powder snow is falling
the wind knocks on the
anata mo watashi-tachi mo
osoraku dare-mo ga mina
karada o iya kokoro
I kick your face, your proud face
The balloon in the
the mountains over there brhind the air balloon
sui-susui-su
the warmth that
the cherry blossoms bloom
a new wind blows
i had forgotten that
Laughing, laughing and laughing,
Silently tempting and treated like no-one,
Smil