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Blown by a cold wind
Alone in the city
Clutching a saxophone in my hand
What am I looking for?
I have a dream that I entrusted to the sound
There is a view that no one can see
The melody of my heart that rings out
Believing only in that, I move forward
The feelings I put into the sound
echoes across this sky
The path led by my burning soul
I have my own music
The sound that I play with my friends
Tears and smiles all become sound
The moment they intersect, the world changes
Our jazz is born
All the pain and joy
Fly away on the sound
And when the sound reaches us
We will be free
The feelings we put into the sound
Light up this world
The future that our burning souls envision
There is our music
The sound of saxophone echoing in the night sky
It is the cry of a dream
Overcoming all difficulties
We speak with our sound
The thoughts we put into the sound now
Echoes across this sky
The path led by a burning soul
I have my own music
The sound I play for the future
That sound leads the way
I'm moving forward with a dream in my heart
With our music