作词 : 及川眠子

作曲 : 佐藤英敏

Like an angel who has forsaken sympathy,

Rise up, young boy, and

make yourself a legend!

Blue skies and beckoning winds...

Are trying to open the door of your heart.

But you're gazing at me

as if you cannot see;

You just stand there, smiling vacantly.

Your eyes hold such innocence;

You're blind to the fate

that will soon come to pass.

But it's summoning you

with a touch like a sigh;

You seek it without knowing why.

But, someday, I know that

you will be awakened...

And your eyes will finally see.

These wings on your back are

just waiting to guide you;

The future will soon set you free!

This cruel thesis,

a spiteful angel's litany,

Will soon soar from

the window of your destiny.

White-hot pathos, a desecrated symphony;

Stay true to this and

don't betray your memory!

Come now, reach out -

you must embrace reality!

Rise up, young boy, and

make yourself a legend!