The kite flies in the sky, yet we can only chase it on the ground.
If I’m worried that I cannot fly, I have your prairie.
Hey Hey You describe me as an incomparable beauty in this world
Hey Hey But to me you are the one whose beauty is unmatched
The kite flies in the sky, yet we can only chase it on the ground.
If you're worried that you cannot fly, you have my wings
Hey Hey You know that if you need a summer sky, I will die trying
Hey Hey I know you will cover for me, when I become a quitter