From a place where you are not.

In a quiet, quiet place deep inside the forest,

We were little.

In the faintly, glimmering old mirror...

Your place in that world,

Same scenery as mine.

Your place has the same sky,

But only I'm not there.

The mirror that divides us,

We sing far away in the same place...

Please send it, please send it,

This song.

Let me listen, let me listen,

To your melody.

Someday, someday,

I believe it'll reach you...

That's why I'm still singing now...

Forever, even endlessly,

I don't believe it.

Someday, someday,

I hope the mirror breaks...

So that I, so that I,

Will finally meet you...

That's why I still sing and believe...

Your place in that world,

It always has the same scenery as mine.

Your place, your face,

Tired eyes that droop.

The mirror that divides us,

Our songs don't reach and disappear.

Forever, even endlessly,

I don't believe it.

I heard it, your voice,

It was only a memory of a far away place.

Someday, someday,

Believing it'll reach you...

Will I always be able to sing..?

To you, to you,

This melody.

Recieve it, send it,

Before you disappear.

Someday, someday,

Believing it'll reach each other,

Will we be able to sing forever..?