My heart occasionally livens up  at some absurd things, I know.
But only its strength is able to  overcome the lonliness.

A hand reaches out, just short of touching,  as you try to express your feelings.
But the thing is, not even a single  word came out.

The feeling in my heart  did crumble.
With nothing to speak of,  nothing  can begin.

The wind  blows  softly,  as time moves on.
Someday...  aah.  I'll be meek for now.  Thank you, friend.

In love's solitude,  sometimes,  I wander about.
In order to be with my faith,  I have to see through the glare.

Even the most important  story,
without memories,  nothing  can be prepared.

The river  flows  always,  as time moves on.
The two of us  though,  remained unaffected by this.  Don't change us.

The wind  blows  softly,  blows  always.
The stars flow  surely,  as time moves on.
The two of us  though,  remained unaffected by this.  Thank you, love.