Flowers was in tears, will withered, though they are beautiful.

Time flies and quietly erases the fragrance.

We no longer chase after, chase after who or drag who along.

It's just the weariness left by the arrogance of youth.

The wind accompanies the moon, the cold night, the white snow.

Drinking the intoxication brewed by the once vast sea of years

Someone of you, someone of me, leaning on someone

Right now far a way become who of who

From the moment I open my eyes to the blink of an eye, how many years have passed when I turn around

A fleeting bond, a broken connection, entwined with boundless yearning

How many years have passed since I opened my eyes and blinked

A fleeting bond, a broken connection, entwined with boundless yearning

The color of youth, that is the color of true feelings

Still shining brightly despite the wind and rain

There's always too much separation, and true feelings are always missed by the heartless

Don't ask why. It's just that time has been too cruel

It's hard that love is always so bitter

Tell in tears, feel the loss in silence

Flowers was in tears, will withered, though they are beautiful.

Time flies and quietly erases the fragrance.

We no longer chase after, chase after who or drag who along.

It's just the weariness left by the arrogance of youth.

The wind accompanies the moon, the cold night, the white snow.

Drinking the intoxication brewed by the once vast sea of years

Someone of you, someone of me, leaning on someone

Right now far a way become who of who

From the moment I open my eyes to the blink of an eye, how many years have passed when I turn around?

A fleeting bond, a broken connection, entwined with boundless yearning.

How many years have passed since I opened my eyes and blinked?

A fleeting bond, a broken connection, entwined with boundless yearning.

The color of youth, that is the color of true feelings.

Still shining brightly despite the wind and rain.

There's always too much separation, and true feelings are always missed by the heartless.

Don't ask why. It's just that time has been too cruel.

It's hard that love is always so bitter.

Tell in tears, feel the loss in silence.

The color of youth, that is the color of true feelings.

Still shining brightly despite the wind and rain.

There's always too much separation, and true feelings are always missed by the heartless. Don't ask why.

It's just that time has passed too slowly.

It's hard that love is always so bitter.

Tell in tears, feel the loss in silence.