| Deep Blue | |
| Three cliffs there stand | |
| High above where high winds howl | |
| Surrounding silence | |
| Three birds climb, then turn to fall | |
| Waiting for someday when the ocean and sky | |
| Will cover up the land in deep blue | |
| Renaissance is over and I wonder: | |
| - Should I always be the same once again? | |
| Take my hand and follow | |
| Sweeping trees, the coats of green | |
| Time has no place tomorrow | |
| Feel the good in endless dreams | |
| Waiting for someday when the ocean and sky | |
| Will cover up the land in deep blue | |
| Renaissance is over and I wonder: | |
| - Should I close my eyes and pray? | |
| - Feel like I've betrayed? | |
| - Always be the same? | |
| ... always be the same once again? |