| Look, |
| Can you see the fields of wheat? |
| They don’t mean much to me |
| I can’t live on that |
| Still, now |
| When the sun turns to red |
| I will match the golden fields |
| To the color of your hair |
| This is the secret you will keep within yourself |
| And are never to forget |
| One sees well only with the heart |
| For what truly matters is invisible to the naked eye |
| And hey, go get back and take a look |
| At those who’ve made you feel ashamed |
| And you will understand |
| It’s yours, the prettiest rose of all |
| For the efforts you have spent |
| And the love you have given |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends-ends-ends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| My friend |
| This is the secret you will keep within yourself |
| And are never to forget |
| One sees well only with the heart |
| For what truly matters is invisible to the naked eye |
| Hey, hey |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends-ends-ends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends-ends-ends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| My friend |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends-ends-ends |
| And we will always, always be friends |
| And we will always, always be friends-ends |
| Always be friends-ends |
| Always be friends-ends… |