Darling, at some point in the future,
I will sleep in your cuddling hug,
and we will even share the same dream.

I will casually recall and imagine,
from looking at my cup of black tea,
our crimson kiss and rosy secret.

In this eternity of an instant where we've just met,
I'll start weaving our red string of fate.

The feeling of loving you can be summarized as
scorching-hot red blood cells and difficulty to breathe.
If I affix my light-pink heartbeats right next to my window...
Oh my! My heart suddenly feels apprehensive!

Darling, do you feel it?
This miracle that our heartbeats
are horsing around under the night sky.

Unintentionally, I've placed
on the table a bouquet, some lies,
and a crazily raging love song.

I want us to cuddle close in this small red-roofed house,
and together greet the arrival of every morning.

So sweet that I could just die with you,
I'd tickle you into a bittersweet waking in the morning--
--that's how much I'm crazy for you.
In the maze, I murmur to you with my heart-burning tears:

"Ah, in a chapel as white as cotton candy,
I'll walk down the aisle with you in a red wedding dress...
The path would be as radiant as heaven itself...
And then we'll be bonded together forever...!"

You feel both so close to and so far away from me,
and even that aggravating distance of yours is so lovely!
Even if everything were just a dream,
I'll just kill our profusely blooming love in the heaven.