As if it never happened from the beginning
Like a dream that disappeared

On that rainy day, I had nowhere to lean
I hoped someone would be by my side

As I talk to myself, walking on the street
The memories become my shadow as they disappear

If I keep walking to find those memories
I am left alone in this cold place

Meeting someone, saying goodbye
It’s the empty story of reality in my heart

As I talk to myself, walking on the street
On this path of my life that is spread out like a dream

All of these times before me
I can’t distinguish from love or farewell

As if it never happened from the beginning
My small story has disappeared
My small story
My remaining monologue