Hey, I won't forget about you even if I know love someone else
I still recall you guiltily

Hey, I won't forget the blue bench in the corner of the grounds
How you engraved our names in it, and turned towards me

We were simply too young, and though our held hands were slightly sweaty, we didn't let go

Even though ten years have passed, nothing has changed, suddenly I recall the feelings
I've never since felt such a painful love. I wonder why? I feel like crying
In our graduation album, on the last page there's a small message
"Even thirty years from now, my heart will remember you better than anyone"

Hey, I won't forget when we scribbled "Our very own country" on the world map
It was such a childish promise it makes me laugh

All the memories squeezed into that text book are slowly overflowing

Ten years pass, and everything has changed, and we've never met again
We leave ourselves up to the busy days. I wonder why? It makes me cry
It was a short-lived love, but I still wanted it, and felt a slight tremble in my heart
Even thirty years from now, my heart will remember you better than anyone

For whatever purpose are we living as if we're chasing the now?
It's not for anyone's sake, and there's no way of confirming it
But I want to believe that someday I'll understand, that someday, it'll arrive
That a time will come when I can say with confidence that it was best this way

In our graduation album, on the last page, there's one more small message:
"Even thirty years from now, you'll be you, and to me, you'll be my first love"