Seperation is dripping through my cheeks
Some things are more difficult for someone than the seperation
Many relics you left are in mess, I did not tidy up
There is a photograph you forgot, which I could not take my eyes off
I was curious about what falling in love is
I've become a flame that is brownout, I found the love in the expectation that you.
Be happy, no more;
Wherever you go, years coming after me
Even if (they shall) take you away from me
Be happy, no more;
Wherever you go, a part of my love shall exist
Drop shall be existed in your green eyes.