[Producer: Toni Maxx] [Intro] "August 1, 1951. I look up at the sora—the sky. After so much shadow, a silver wing catches the sun. Our hokori, our pride, takes flight. Tokyo is breathing again." [Verse 1] Looking at the sora, the morning is so bright, The taiyou is shining in a beautiful new light. A silver bird is taking on a brand new flight, My kokoro is lifting from the heavy, dark night. [Pre-Chorus] The mirai is calling and we touch the sky, We wipe the lonely namida right from our eye. The tsubasa of Tokyo will safely fly, A brand new era is arriving, reaching high! [Chorus] Oh, the kaze is blowing like a beautiful dream! The metal of the engine has a wonderful gleam! We gather in the city as a unified team! The kibou of the nation is a powerful stream! [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] I wear my best kimono as I stand upon the ground, The heiwa of the city is a magical sound. The beauty of the heaven is completely unbound, A feeling of our elegance is beautifully found. [Pre-Chorus] The mirai is calling and we touch the sky, We wipe the lonely namida right from our eye. The tsubasa of Tokyo will safely fly, A brand new era is arriving, reaching high! [Chorus] Oh, the kaze is blowing like a beautiful dream! The metal of the engine has a wonderful gleam! We gather in the city as a unified team! The kibou of the nation is a powerful stream! [Outro] The hokori we carry is what they are bringing, The tori of the morning are beautifully singing. The bells of the station are happily ringing, To this beautiful moment, we are finally clinging.