Voyage
We travel this road to find happiness.
See? You look good with a smile on your
face.
These beautiful, fragile days are reborn,
unfaded.
In the season of dazzling burned seas
and in the season of dancing snowflakes
whenever I turned around, you were
there.
We travel this road to find happiness.
Everyone is a traveler, carrying his own
never-healing wounds.
See? You look good with a smile on your
face.
How many times have I gotten lost?
Every time, the one who extended his
warm helping hand was you.
At the end of this long path, what will we
think?
Everyone is a traveler, wandering about in
search of love.
Let's go together until we tire of it.
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