on the opposite coast of sadness is something called a smile . but before we can go there , is there something were waiting for ? in order to chase our dreams , we cant have a reason to run away . if we find it tomorrow , we cant sigh bacause like a boat that opposes the stream . we have to walk straight on . in a place worn down by sadness something called a miracle , is waiting . yet , we are still searching for the sunflower that grows at the end of spring . even if were grown used to loneliness only relying on the light of moon , we have to fly away with featherless wing . just go forward and it will bring us miracle .