Lyrics
[Instrumental]
[Intro]
How useless to think of life
Instead of living it,
So meaningless are words,
When you just want to stay quiet.
[Verse 1]
If you were a sprout yearning for light,
I’d be the sky pouring raindrops
On the soil drained by the heat of the fire,
In the land where you bloom alone.
[Chorus]
Traveler, show me the way that leads to that land,
I’ve heard of the miracle that exists there,
Once, a star fell down there,
And in the place where even the grass dies,
A flower that fulfills any wish grows.
[Verse 2]
They wish to be happy,
They are willing to live for the sake of finding the truth,
I only dream of one thing,
To find the star I once saw in the sky,
And wished that it would
Continue to fulfill people’s wishes.
[Chorus]
Traveler, show me the way that leads to that land,
I’ve heard of the miracle that exists there,
Once, a star fell down there,
And in the place where even the grass dies,
A flower that fulfills any wish grows.
And in the place where even the grass dies,
A flower that fulfills any wish grows.
[Verse 2]
They wish to be happy,
They are willing to live for the sake of finding the truth,
I only dream of one thing,
To find the star I once saw in the sky,
And wished that it would
Continue to fulfill people’s wishes.
[Chorus]
Traveler, show me the way that leads to that land,
I’ve heard of the miracle that exists there,
Once, a star fell down there,
And in the place where even the grass dies,
A flower that fulfills any wish grows.
And in the place where even the grass dies,
A flower that fulfills any wish grows.
[Verse 3]
They continue to wish for love,
For talent, for the home that they lost,
I only dream of one thing,
Enough, enough, enough,
I want my tears to bring peace,
And my words to strike the mind like lightning,
Of those who would dare to wish.
[Bridge]
Traveler, seek another way that leads to another land,
If you’ve heard of a miracle, it’s not here,
There’s only a forest filled with sound,
A place thriving with life,
And I live here alone.
[Outro]
And the sprout that fulfilled the last wish,
Becoming light, becoming life, becoming a heart...
If you’ve heard of a miracle, it’s not here,
There’s only a forest filled with sound,
A place thriving with life,
And I live here alone.
[Outro]
And the sprout that fulfilled the last wish,
Becoming light, becoming life, becoming a heart...
