さよーならまたいつか！- Sayonara

Spring in this song appears not as a gentle awakening of nature, but as something stubborn and abrupt - either because of pain or in spite of it. There are many images of flight here: wings, swallows, the sky, but each time they are followed by something heavy - rain, blood, farewells. It seems like a call to take flight, but first you have to tear the ropes with your teeth.

It all sounds as if growing up is not a celebration, but an accidental mistake: you didn't notice how you stepped, and now you're stuck among strangers' words, condemnation and eternal ‘goodbye, see you in a hundred years’. And yet there is a stubborn movement forward, a kind of hooligan optimism. Even when the words are bitter, the melody suggests: you will have to fly, whether you like it or not.