The endless deep black sea is around me A beautiful view she sings just like a robin unable to go, unable to back, while lacking in something A beautiful view she sings just like a robin Migratory birds split the clouds lighted by the sun. Able to fly high in the sky without doubt Summer comes and all things begin to change their colors Able to fly high in the sky without doubt See a floating thing just aimlessly? That is me The one drifting along and losing its way? That is me What splendid scene there will be beyond this sea? There's only a trivial thing I want to break A beautiful view she sings just like a robin Holding the hands, we fly at a great height Holding the hands, high up in the sky Everything is a song, song, song Everything is a song, song, oh Everything is a song, song, song Everything is a song... What splendid scene there will be beyond this sea? A beautiful view she sings just like a robin Holding the hands, we fly at a great height Holding the hands, high up in the sky Holding the hands, we fly at a great height Holding the hands, high up in the sky Holding the hands, we fly at a great height The endless deep black sea is around me A beautiful view she sings just like a robin What splendid scene there will be beyond this sea? A beautiful view she sings, so she's Ms. Robin