Maybe it's hopeless.
Maybe it's not hopeless.
In my heart,
I've been squatting down sulking,
but I will stand up once again
more steadily than usual.
Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
Smiling again, I should go now.
You are waiting for me.
You were right beside me as if it had always been that way.
I had always had a dream, which I couldn't afford to abandon.
After sorrow has passed by me like summer rain,
joy begins to precipitate quietly like spring snow.
I'm sorry that sometimes I wasn't able
to say "Thank you" or "Sorry" well.
Beyond my closed window, I wrote your name into the sky.
Maybe it's hopeless.
Maybe it's not hopeless.
In my heart,
I've been squatting down sulking,
but I will stand up once again
more steadily than usual.
Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
Smiling again, I should go now.
You are waiting for me.
In the end, unable to understand the reason for my tears,
I feigned loneliness and blamed others for my misery.
I have realized that my stretched fingers
are unable to reach your hands.
As the morning star fades, a gentle light is lit in my bosom.
Farewell, stars.
Farewell, yesterday that will never return.
Within the flowing time,
we have never stopped changing.
Maybe it's a dream.
Maybe it's not a dream.
Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
Smiling again, I should go now.
You are waiting for me.
Maybe it's a dream.
Maybe it's not a dream.
In my heart,
I've been squatting down sulking,
but I will stand up once again
more steadily than usual.
Taking a deep breath, I should go now.
Smiling again, I should go now.
You are waiting for me.