The wind that comes from the faraway blows at you

Even if I repeat the words that cannot be brought across

You gaze still looked faraway and float out from the window

The same premonition (prediction) continues

Those days are stormy and dark…

Like the bird in a cage with emptiness in the eyes

The afternoon sun

Made you confused like the light out of this world

The same premonition (prediction) continues

Those days are stormy and dark…

The always-changing season robbed the restrictions of each other

Even I reached out my both hands; there is no way to bring back the heart that is had left me

Why do you stare at the sky

With your blurry eyes?

The always-changing season robbed the restrictions of each other

Even I reached out my both hands, there is no way to bring back the heart that had left me

In the always-changing season, the most important person is not here anymore

Eyes that are looking back (to the past) carry a soft sigh

…heart had left me long ago…