Red {Amaranth}

"The Trainer's not the kind of man
To keep his thumb jammed in the dam
That holds his dreams in
But that's a secret only Pikachu knows
When Mt. Silver is golden in the summer
Pikachu brings him breakfast
She understands him
Although his voice and words faded long ago
He's mute as he can be
But Pikachu only hears that sometimes
She still sees her fearless trainer in his eyes
Let us go to the banks of the ocean
Where the winds whip out across the sea
Long ago, I used to be a Champion
Dear Pikachu remembers that for me
The Trainer still wear fingerless gloves
His cap and jacket are patched with the love
That Pikachu sewed there
Sometimes he thinks he's still in Pallet Town
He watches battles on the roads
And waves at them
When he thinks he knows the trainers
'Til Pikachu comes to lead him back home
Through unforgiving caves
That confuse him though she knows the way
Sometimes she's too fast and he cries, thinking that he's alone
Let us go to the banks of the ocean
Where the winds whip out across the sea
Long ago, I used to be a Champion
Dear Pikachu remembers that for me
The seasons whirl new decades in
She wraps a scarf around him
They sit in the mountain
There's no one to pity them up there
He sees her for a moment
Pikachu bring him a blanket
And reminds him to eat
He's lost track of the
Days, months, and years
In timeless silence
They live alone, forgotten by the world
The Trainer dozes off and Pikachu tucks him in
Let us go to the banks of the ocean
Where the winds whip out across the sea
Long ago, I used to be a Champion
Dear Pikachu remembers that for me
Dear Pikachu remembers that for me"