About meetings and farewells
I know.
About travels and foreign lands
I saw.
Life and time.
Wind and mind.
Wave and sand.
Storm and rain.
To seek a rest
It sounds a lie.
To look for peace
It means to die.
Come along with me, look at the sky
I don't see borders in the world.
Farewell is beginning if you hold.
A good adventurer doesn't cry.
Farewells are beginnings you will see
Farewells are beginnings
Believe
Believe
Believe me!