9. lesson

The letter you wrote down in the town of which I don’t know the name
Your nostalgic words sway my chest

One, and another one, they are like waves
They lure me towards that love, towards that day, but

If the sky is clear tomorrow, let’s run to see the ocean
And let’s wave with our hands to the ending of summer
If we hold our hands out to the sun, even grief will disappear
My heart that loved you

‘I’m doing fine’, that’s what I want to tell you
I take up my pen countless times to spell it, until daybreak

That season were we softly held each other’s hand
They are fading in color as I turn them into memories, but

If we would meet per chance someday, words are not needed
Just stand there, smiling
Saying a lot of farewells, becoming a bit of an adult
I want to come to love myself

If the sky is clear tomorrow, let’s run to see the ocean
And let’s wave with our hands to the ending of summer
If we hold our hands out to the sun, even grief will disappear
My heart that loved you

My heart that loved you