There is a reddish satellite above us
It will send stairs once we smile from our hearts
Shall we try it?
Yes, the stairs are unfolded to pick us up there
Stepping one by one with our heartiest smiles
The more sincere we smile, the more flowers are blooming along the ways
Till we reach the destination on the moon
We could sail our flag there
While scooping the magic in strawberry moon
We can dance and write our own tales
So we will remember this journey
