Lyric

The snow falls silently, covering the footprints of the past

Looking for the meaning of rebirth in silence. ​

Crossing between me and not me

Crossing the cycle of December

Above 8,880

You consider yourself

Consider the green color as vast as you. ​

This is an ancient story

Written by the snow, engraved under your feet

And shining in your eyes and heart

Although you were still young at that time

This story has long been deeply rooted in your heart. ​

Anyone who follows my footsteps

I will walk with him with me and my footprints

Under the deep cover of this snow

We face the golden sun on the front line together

Face the death and rebirth crawling at our feet. ​

You consider yourself in the desperate situation

Consider the green color as vast as you

Under the deep snow

We face the golden sun on the front line together

And the death and rebirth crawling under our feet. ​

Whoever follows my footsteps

I will walk with him with me and my footprints

The snow falls silently, covering the footprints of the past

In silence, we seek the meaning of rebirth