What does the wind express?

The lyrics of "It's windy" describe a teenager's mental journey of leaving his hometown for the future.

May you walk half your life and come back as a teenager. This song describes this feeling. When we were young, everything was beautiful and unknown. In order to prove something, we had to be eager to travel.

However, no matter how much beauty will be hidden with the outside world, I didn't know all the beauty was still there until I got home. I still don't regret my decision to leave for the future. I walked for half my life, and I was still in high spirits when I came back.

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Lyrics:

Stop-and-go along the way, pursuing the traces of juvenile wandering.

Before I stepped out of the station, I hesitated.

This feeling of being close at hand makes me laugh, which is inevitable.

And the weather in Nagano is still so warm.

Blow up the past, I just met this world for the first time.

Wandering around, looking at the horizon seems to be just around the corner.

I am willing to go through fire and water again, and now I have passed this world.

Wandering around, turning over the different faces of the years

I was caught off guard and broke into your smile. I was once unable to get out of this world.

I'm also addicted to talking in my sleep, but I'm also entangled and not afraid of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Let your heart move, let it go, go against the light and let the wind and rain hit you.

A short stop-and-go, but also a little distance.

I don't know whether I am moving a story or a mood. Maybe I am looking forward to racing against time.

Goodbye in the cool morning light.

Smiling sweetly, I met this world for the first time before.

Wandering around, looking at the horizon seems to be just around the corner.

I am willing to go through fire and water again, and now I have passed this world.

Wandering around, turning over the different faces of the years

I was caught off guard and broke into your smile. I was once unable to get out of this world.

I'm also addicted to talking in my sleep, but I'm also entangled and not afraid of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Let your heart move, let it go, the evening breeze will blow the white hair between your temples.

Heal the scars left by memory, the light and shade in your eyes mix and smile.

Twilight covers your stumbling steps and walks into the paintings hidden by the bed.

In the picture, you are talking with your head down, and I am still lamenting the size of the world.

I am also addicted to childhood love stories, and I don't have to worry about making meaningless jokes.

I finally returned my youth to her, along with the summer when my fingertips bounced.

My heart is gone with the wind. Will you still do it in the name of love?