陽の煌きが波に攫われる頃、
ふいに差し出された、貴方の手。

潮の香りと頬をくすぐる風、
手を取れば、海はすぐそこに―――

When the waves blot out the sun's ray, he extends his hands. The wind tickles your cheek; its salty scent fills your lungs. As soon as you take his hand, the ocean will be right before you.