In the insatiable ordinary days, I search for the answer that should exist
If I turn back toward the gentle voice alone in the morning sun
    
     
        In my room that seemed empty, light shined
    
     
        While I’m confused, while I’m troubled, while I’m grieving, I should decide on it
With the one word that you gave me, my confusion vanishes
    
     
        Staring at the irritations that I can’t hide and the me who stands completely still
    
    
   
        The moment that seems to able to change me and even the world
Is always right by my side…