The crickets chirp outside Mountain birds are twittering But my dear isn’t coming Only the darkness is thickening From far away, I hear the guitar sound Coming into my ears When will my dear come? Only the wind is blowing
Three things I want to give you My worn out diary I want to tell you even the littlest stories Three things I want to give you A train ticket to the ocean I want to shyly give you a birthday first kiss
Let’s walk together, finding our dreams On this shining day, you are next to me Walking with you, holding your hands, this is the world we dream of Just like darkness comes when the sun sets, my footsteps get tired After stopping when the streets get unfamiliar, I let out a sigh mixed with tears