Marching Band

A faded picture of a worn-out bench and a boy biting his nose
Let's raise the hope of someday wanting to weaken the seal

Without avoiding or threatening, a sunflower blooms
A modest light in the secret of the heart that won't even become a seed

The museum of the sinking night
The forgotten you from the past will surely smile

Look, the marching band passes the square where people gather without distinction
Now, let's dedicate this song to the girl who ran barefoot

Dive into the sky reflected in the thin curtain of the sinking blue pool

Open
Oh heart
What is stopping you
Why are we troubled

Pull
Oh words
That must be the soul
Illuminate the darkness and go anywhere

Feeling sad
Feeling painful
Taking a deep breath
Feeling miserable
Thinking about losing life someday
Still, let's live

Open
Oh heart
What is stopping you
Why are we troubled

Pull
Oh words
That must be the soul
Illuminate the darkness and go anywhere