Since last night
I’ve been unable to get it off my mind;
Why does the Earth
Have to be blue?
In the city where I live, even in March
Snow falls once in a while
Guess it makes mistakes
Just like a good-for-nothing
Like me, huh
At this rate, if the world
Will be enveloped in snow
Perhaps there could be a day tomorrow
When I could forgive
I don’t know if…
The Earth is really round
It may well
Be red
I think, the world in its entirety
Is the work of someone’s creation
Perhaps it could have been
A Christmas gift
Today too, the world turns
Watching
The 7 billion lost ones
Saying ‘Do your best!’
I’ve decided
I’ll give the Earth to you
I’m certain that you
Will make this planet
A planet where
No one cries
Guess I figured out
The world’s secret
That might actually be the very beginning of the universe
Well, shall we head back?