Here, in my hand, is this simple music box,
Playing its melody for me as many times as I like,
The piece is only 47 seconds long, just long enough,
Long enough to remember you,
Long enough to remember your smile,
Long enough to remember your touch,
The melody now sounds bittersweet though unaltered,
I should have never let you leave,
Should have told you how I felt,
Yet there is still a chance,
You left this music box to me with a promise,
That you would return one day,
I will wait, listening intently to this music box of yours,
Hoping that the more I play this melody, the sooner you will return.