Fall night, lonely night, a night filled with the cry of insects When the mountain path behind the straw house gets dark When tears fall from missing mother’s embrace I come outside and count the stars
Sit here, don’t hide Tell me, I’ll listen Trust me, old people know That miraculous reality When the earnestness can be heard from faraway That sometimes reaches the faraway galaxy
Your mysterious body movements make me move Your mysterious faces make me tremble Feels like I need to adjust to your mood Feels like I’m curious about your heart
Haven’t you seen a face this pretty before? It’s too early to be surprised, slow down slow down How dare you think of me easily? I’m back so bow down bow down