미아 [Lost Child] [mia] [English translation]

Photographs containing the two of us, I burn

The memories we gathered one by one, I erase

That I need to get up and move on, I know all too well

So why am I still sitting here?

The pouring rain stops me from seeing anything before me

The raging wind stops me from taking even a single step

As if I were standing on the edge of a cliff, I tremble in fear

Gathering my two small hands, my only prayer is this…

Come back to me

Now tears don’t even form

I feel as if I don’t have the strength to cry

That our parting is not a dream, I know all too well

So why am I pleading that I wake up?

The pouring rain stops me from seeing anything before me

The raging wind stops me from taking even a single step

As if I were standing on the edge of a cliff, I tremble in fear

Gathering my two small hands, my only prayer is this…

Come back to me

Though my broken heart, my deep wounds may hate me

I burn the photographs, I erase the memories, and yet I can’t seem to forget you

I love you

The pouring rain stops me from seeing anything before me

The raging wind stops me from taking even a single step

As if I were standing on the edge of a cliff, I tremble in fear

Gathering my two small hands, my only prayer is this…

Come back to me

Come back to me