The red sun that used to wash the blue ocean, turns black.
The white sky that had clouds and rain,the wind turns gray.
I leave the darkness that finds my heart.
Even the cold shadow that covers the night starts to harden.
If the ice melts,
a warmer song would come out.
But why is the ice so cold?
Why is it so cold?
Why are they so cold?
Why are they so cold?
The red sun used to wash the blue ocean's face.
I look at the past warmth that is deeply buried.
Too late get it out.
I wish the cold in the world of adults would be gone too.
I wish the frozen love will now flow in the surroundings.
I leave the darkness that finds my heart.
Even the cold shadow that covers the night starts to harden.
If the ice melts,
a warmer song would come out.
But why is the ice so cold?
Why is it so cold?
If the ice melts,
a warmer song would come out.
But why is the ice so cold?
Why is it so cold?
Why are they so cold?
Why are they so cold?