If I listened carefully, I could hear my mother's voice
but now, not anymore.
Nobody can tell me,
is this really the truth?

To live is a very hard thing to do.
"Someday," my mother said, "when the time comes, you'll finally understand."

It's lonely... even though I look upward the vast sky,
nothing changes from yesterday
Please tell me...how much tears should I shed in this earth?

[I was always alone.
But if tomorrow comes, everything will change]
The time has come...
Please take me to the land of forest
Because my friends have arrived, waiting for me there