Your sometimes sweet, sometimes moody voice calling me, still sounds in my ears.
You are still laughing. I feel like you're still here, like you haven't left this lonely room.
The print of your stretched fingers which you inadvertently left on my steamy window,
are simply there, reaching out towards the sky.
Even if you couldn't reach your dreams, it's not the end. Those memories will stay with you.
If I could, I'd go and be by your side, even if I had to throw away this body.
A purple sunrise, while I wasn't paying attention, time passed by.
I'm the only one being swept away towards tomorrow, as the unchanged you stays behind.
Today too, when I woke up, the things that had disappeared were still missing,
while I continued to live in this reality.
I don't care about the things I can't reach, except for the pain of love.
It's painful when someone doesn't care about love, so don't shut your heart down.
What is left of the day we met, is that one picture that has you in it.
I want to jump out of the window frame of this world, and hug you.
If I could, I'd go and be by your side, even if I had to throw away this body.
I want to jump out of the window frame of this world, and never let you go.