Endless surfs, where does this saddness and pain come from?
The glorious days that wets the shores of hearts
Even if the future looks like its fading away as green plants die
Certainly someday the days will come when many flowers as tears will bloom
Even if far away, even if we can't see tomorrow
Please don't stop love
The end of this sea will finally be the blue sky
We're not alone
Love is alive in this heart
From the Speed Shrine