On the other side of that hill.
Unchanging things,
Beautiful things -
All of them are there.
The sunflowers chase after
The sun's position.
So intently that we can't hear
Even the sound of the wind,
Take your heart and add it to mine.
Fill it with drops of light.
If we firmly link our hands together,
A little miracle will be born.
I want you to believe me.
I can see into the future
When I look into your eyes
And see the blue of the sky
Reflected there.
Oh, I wonder,
In which direction
Will fate go
From here?
Painted in the clouds
Is a white promise.
Never forget.
- Funimation
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