(Nonetheless) You, who is watching me go far away,
Good-bye
(Now I am) trying to fall into a deep sleep
As I trap myself within the clouds
Until I touch the unfamiliar sky

If I change day and night, the color of your eyes, and even our first freeting
All the memories, lingering attachments and longing will be like a foreigner’s common story of home

* I’ve arrived well – the best thing is
No one is greeting me
The unfamiliar road-side trees scattered outside the window
I’ve never leaned against them

** I think I’ll live well – the best thing is
No one is comforting me
Nowhere in the luggage that I pressed down and packed
Can you be found

* Repeat

** Repeat

Once in a while, very once in a while
When a night filled with thoughts of you come
The foreigner who holds up the shotglass with become wings
And go somewhere
Far away, far away