I waked up from pure white dream and realized.
If I drifted as giving myself
Among waves without anything annoying
I could be what I dream.
If I could be a calm sea
Without being hurt nor hurting
Soon I would tell you "I love you."
As I could not make out even my feeling I should tell you,
I have sobbed in my room.
Good-bye, such myself.
If I could be a warm sea
That doesn't change like flying birds,
Anytime I could see you, you know.
All the distant way, thanks for light.
I have squatted down miserably
Good-bye, such past.