When a person loses someone,
They tend to chase after their shadow.

They will remember them from a single moment,
From the paths they've walked together,
From parks where they laughed together,
From the street corners where they would meet
And from those memoris, they would tear up.

That is never something to be embarrassed about.
And there is no reason to force yourself to forget.

When you have a feeling you cannot forget,
I think it just shows how much you truly loved that person.

And until that feeling turns into a precious memory,
Even if being true to your feelings,
May be painful, I think it's a very important thing.

First note, strong wind, second note, broken window.

It's dark outside, now whispers by my side

The owl on the street, It sings one last time.

In dreams he first came, that disfigured face.

First singing and then whispering my name

What has he became?

It's dark outside and he is the one by my side.

My name is called again, and I'm in darkness when it ends.