The organ in the classroom sounds ding-dong, ding-dong
Resembling your voice of expressing love, the movement has always been light
I smile, seeing you send the letter, and your backview
I'm fond of your concern, your delicate and pretty writing
The warm milk bottle's tightly held in my hand
I always feel relieved as long as you're by my side
The carousel of time incessantly rotating in my brain
Shows me the past you've ever comforted me
As you said, the promise began when we held hands
But, oh dear, this is not equal to love
Like the shooting star that landed before we could pray
Past is just past, no matter how it was good
The promise too ideal was because we were too young
But, oh dear, this is not equal to love
Like an elf who dwells in a wrong forest
The love was a mistake so evident
The warm milk bottle's tightly held in my hand
I always feel relieved as long as you're by my side
The carousel of time incessantly rotating in my brain
Shows me the past you've ever comforted me
As you said, the promise began when we held hands
But, oh dear, this is not equal to love
Like the shooting star that landed before we could pray
Past is just past, no matter how it was good
The promise too ideal was because we were too young
But, oh dear, this is not equal to love
Like an elf who dwells in a wrong forest
The love was a mistake so evident
The promise too ideal was because we were too young
But, oh dear, this is not equal to love
Like an elf who dwells in a wrong forest
The love was a mistake so evident