You are my most bitter waiting.
Makes me happy and afraid of the future.
You like to say that you are dust.
Occasionally naughty floats into my eyes.
I would rather cry than love you.
You really disappeared into the wind like dust.
You are my most painful choice.
Why do you never give up wandering?
The sea is so inseparable to you.
You always bring me a bag of sand.
It's rare to see me and then leave me.
Let the sand in that hand flow like tears.
Sand blown by the wind falls into sad eyes.
Everyone can see that I am waiting for you.
Sand blown by the wind accumulates in the heart.
This is a mark that no one can erase.
The sand blown by the wind passes through all the memories.
Everyone knows I'm thinking about you.
The sand blown by the wind is crying.
Did you predict the separation long ago?
You are my most painful choice.
Why do you never give up drifting?
The sea is so inseparable to you.
You always bring me a bag of sand.
It's rare to see me and then leave me.
Let the sand in that hand flow like tears.
Sand blown by the wind falls into sad eyes.
Everyone can see that I am waiting for you.
Sand blown by the wind accumulates in the heart.
This is a mark that no one can erase.
The sand blown by the wind passes through all the memories.
Everyone knows I'm thinking about you.
The sand blown by the wind is crying.
Did you predict the separation long ago?
The sand blown by the wind is crying.
Did you predict the separation long ago?