When I touched your hands
It seemed like you had many days
Your deeply engraved lines
Hide the loneliness that was ignored
I realized how rough it must have been

When I saw your face
It reflected your young days
Your mouth was swallowing the past times
As always, you were enduring through
The worn-out and old memories

As always, you were enduring through
The worn-out and old memories
As you dried up your tears

I’ve never seen something so dry as your wrinkles
Because you held me tight and quietly closed your eyes
I thought you forgot how to cry sadly
I didn’t know the wind blew like this

After the flowers already bloomed
The line of your backbone was curved
It looked sad but
The spot that you left behind
Was perfectly empty