In the back of ears, the voices resounded.
But, your whereabouts were still unknown.
The wind blowing from far distant England, he was kidnapped here.
In the back of eyes, the shapes existed.
But, your whereabouts were still unknown.
The wind blowing from far distant England, his voices were sent here.
Just I say to you Good-Night.
Just I say to you Good-Bye.
"The answer is blowin' in the wind"
The air was a bit cold when I was singing it.
耳奥 声は響けども
行方 知れずまま
北風がきっと攫った
瞳奥 姿映しても
行方 知れずまま
この声はきっと北風が届けた
もう会えないを知り
歌う頃には冬がまたそこに
