Flag Wo Tatero

The sunset clouds whispered to me, it's your turn next
I'm bored of this time-wasting game, guess I'm just a loser anyway
I'm the king of my own world, I can even run on water
An egg that fell on the floor plays in reverse, I could even fly to space

If I gather the beads that fell from the sky, I'll eventually get there
I'll raise a flag of freedom all on my own
Wearing your own jeans, tears responding to the cool breeze
Take a deep breath, one, two, and stand up like a boxer

A chance for a comeback knocks once, I’ll bang on that painted door
It's me who makes the flowers bloom, scattering colors into scents
Slowly brushing the sand off my skirt, the future I entrusted to my toes
Seems like it might vanish without a trace, like a forgotten memory

The little girl inside me ties her hair up with a ribbon
If I could dance well, I’d look down from the overpass at the street
If it tears, I’ll sew it back up and press it with a hot iron
Aren't I proud? Raise the flag! I can’t always live perfectly

Wearing muddy shoes, I untangle the ribbons with my fingers
Holding onto one or two sighs, I stomp my feet like a dancer
I want to know the unknown world, searching for a sunlit floor
Waking from shallow dreams, it’s me who fights

Riding the tailwind, I want to confirm, shaking hands with the morning over and over
For now, it seems this journey is turning into a comedy
While pretending to be silly, I found myself laughing and crying
I want to know the unknown world, searching for a sunlit floor

Waking from shallow dreams, if I dance, I’ll do it freely
Wearing holey jeans, tears responding to the cool breeze
Take a deep breath, one, two, and stand up like a boxer
A chance for a comeback, I’ll bang on that painted door again

It's me who makes the flowers bloom, scattering colors into scents
It's freedom that blooms, and it's me who fights
Wearing holey jeans, tears responding to the cool breeze.