Who is at the precipice brewing a pot of tea? Something warm the previous generations hold onto. I adjust myself to the thousand year time difference, drink both the love and the hate
The years of my life are beaten on a rock, I've grown out my hair again, patiently wait for the shoreline to change, it's about to rain heavily
The wind blows viciously Who is scared?
The beach's winds lovingly long for the sand yet you miss out on my splendid years miss out on my newly grown branches and my white hair
The butterflies are still wildly in love with the flowers yet you miss out on my splendid years miss out on my reincarnated cheek Do you still love me? I wait for your one sentence
In one life I walk towards the broken ends of the earth The farthest is but the glow of the sunset Which household are you living in in this life Want to express in words, yet the tears fall first
The splashes that disappear in the sand slowly make me think of home Where is the eternity that we promised? It can never be let go
The wind blows viciously Who is scared?
The beach's winds lovingly long for the sand yet you miss out on my splendid years miss out on my newly grown branches and my white hair
The butterflies are still wildly in love with the flowers yet you miss out on my splendid years miss out on my reincarnated cheek Do you still love me? I wait for your one sentence
The memory of reincarnation is changing in the wind, I will remember it well
The butterflies are still wildly in love with the flowers yet you miss out on my splendid years miss out on my reincarnated cheek Do you still love me? I wait for your one sentence