Trans== Clinging to time, beyond the window Not even the entry way of the factory ruins remain
I heard the sound of the sea, what sorts of things shall we talk In the short time before you close your eyes bravery that flows without even a shadow left behind Will it be connected to those irreplaceable memories someday?
Without tiring of I put the moment that I wove into my thoughts The future is far away, like the memory of a dream
When winter ended I opened the window Only the roof glistened in the water
If you heard sound of the sea, look to the shore Because no matter what you say selfishly, it's okay if it comes true flowing emotions that we leave behind want to connect them to those irreplaceable memories someday
Without tiring of it, I put the moment that I loved into my thoughts The is far away, the surface of a snowy landscape