Toya - Can I go to the city of God?

Such as caged moon with sunshine

Such as wood made of water

Such as colorless raindow

Is it funny, really?

Such as blue rose garden

Such as the desert where snow falls

Such as endless meteor stream

Is it wonder, really?

If there was the way leads to secret mystic world…

Even if I can't come back home, I will go

I go

Can I go to the city of God? Look, and walk…

And a weather is drawing growing blue sky

If there was my some roles prepared for the silence,

I want to be like a one of so little birds

Such as the mirror which projects a lie

Such as a transparent stairs

Such as the world of only night

Is it fancy, really?

If there was the entrance of favorite picture-book…

Even if it does not know what's there, I will go

I go

Can I go to the city of God? Look, and walk…

And a weather is drawing growing blue sky

If there was my some roles prepared for the silence,

I want to be like a one of so little birds

If there was the way reads to secret mystic world…

Even if I can't come back home, I will go

I go

Can I go to the city of God? Look, and walk…

And a weather is drawing growing blue sky

If there was my some roles prepared for the silence,

I want to be like a one of so little birds

Can I go to the city of God? Look, and walk…

And a weather is drawing growing blue sky

If there was my some roles prepared for the silence,

I want to be like a one of so little birds