Blind, reeling at the edge of the real world
Guided by sensory organs
Has no choice, but to believe that it is flawless
His principle which guides everything
Castaway, tumbling on a sea of emotions
Before his solitude finally encloses him
Has no choice, but to believe that behind the horizon
Finally, the dry land of love awaits
Has no choice, he must believe
Has no choice, he must believe
He must believe!
Blind, reeling at the edge of the real world
Guided by sensory organs
Has no choice, but to believe that it is flawless
The principle of the leader who guides everything
Has no choice, he must believe
Has no choice, he must believe
He must believe!