Let’s Build Our Asia with Our Own Hands

What shines is always here.

Lyrics:

Amid those fading memories, I always hear a whisper I never want to forget.

Even on a mirror shattered into pieces, a new landscape is reflected.

The quiet window of a morning’s beginning—let my body, now reduced to nothing, be filled once more.

I won’t search beyond the sea anymore.

Because what shines

is always here,

found within me.

(Translated from the Japanese)