I felt sad when I opened the fur cover
That person of the graduation photograph puts tender eyes
When I noticed him in the city, I couldn't say anything
Because his face in the graduation photograph was the same
The crowd drags me away and changes me
You scold me sometimes from afar
Now I only see from the train the road that went
Under the shaking willows for us to talk
Don't forget your way of live of that time
You're part of my youth
The crowd drags me away and changes me
You scold me sometimes from afar
You're part of my youth