In the shining sea, the boat far away blew
the whistle of farewell
If I slowly walked down the small slope
, will there be a wind that carries the summer's meaning?
My love is a melody
that is singing high and low
My love is a seagull
flying high and low
If I call out to you in the sunset Can I meet you who are
gentle?
On the promenade, the trees swaying gently
leave shadows of farewell The city of your dreams? Yesterday's love is the tears that have finally dried up and disappeared . Tomorrow's love is a chorus that repeats the phrases without hesitation. If I meet you in the sunset, will you hold me?
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