My heart is not opened yet.
The season passes again.
I don't notice even the voice which you call.
But i changed.
I'll hoist the flag of a glory.
Even if the flag does not wave.
My heart is not opened yet.
The season passes again.
I don't notice even the voice which you call.
But i changed.
I'll hoist the flag of a glory.
Even if the flag does not wave.

The strong conviction and the weak heart.
They are always next to each other.
It is often missing the empty aimed at unawares.
Your tenderness you words at that time.
They are the reasons I'm standing here now.
I won't do the talk of being moved to tears.
THank you for pushing my back.
You will say "Open the door of my mind, keep on believe".
I make a promise once again.

My heart is not opened yet.
The season passes again.
I don't notice even the voice which you call.
But i changed.
I'll hoise the flag of a glory.
Even if the flag does not wave.
My heart is not opened yet.
The season passes again.
I don't notice even the voice which you call.
But i changed.
I'll hoist the flag of a glory.
Even if the flag does not wave. I can try.

You will say "Open the door of my mind, keep on believe".
I make a promise once again.
My heart is not opened yet.
The season passes again.
I don't notice even the voice which you call.
But i changed.
I'll hoise the flag of a glory.
Even if the flag does not wave.
My heart is not opened yet.
The season passes again.
I don't notice even the voice which you call.
But i changed.
I'll hoist the flag of a glory.
Even if the flag does not wave. I can try.