Singing: Kan Kan

At night, when the stars are lower than the lights.

I am getting old.

Looking at the hawthorn branches waiting to sprout

Spring is a little late.

The hawthorn tree you once planted for me.

I'm senile now.

He seems to have your shadow on him.

Read me a poem on a windy day.

I want to take the glasses you left behind.

Look at those yellow letters.

We found two more dates that belong to us.

And love that I didn't understand until now.

But what should I do? Look at the flowering period.

And the scenery we planted with our own hands

But what can I do? This garden is full of memories.

I'm getting closer to you, too.

I will gradually lose the ability to remember.

I can't remember you clearly.

I'm right next to you, within reach.

I believe when you say that.

I continue your courage.

To recall those mottled past events.

And see the shade where we met.

Turn around and find your gray temples.

But what should I do? Look at the flowering period.

And the scenery we planted with our own hands

But what can I do? This garden is full of memories.

I'm getting closer to you, too.

But what should I do? Look at the flowering period.

And the scenery we planted with our own hands

But what can I do? This garden is full of memories.

I'm getting closer to you, too.

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