The playing of a reed flute carries on the wind
over the sea of wheat.
Last night's destiny
was to be the day that two beats meet.

Spending a long day alone,
I spread my hand before [shade?] the lamp.
Each of our hearts
is like winter that waits for spring,

Underneath the dear [nostalgic] sky
The scent of grass
The setting sun's farewell path bloomed,
like a flower.
I put a flute
to lips that don't speak.

Only time separates the distant clouds...
Let's try to fill it

The tone that plays hits the water,
tearing the love in my heart.
The two beats draw near
Disturbed thoughts

Riding a blue ship together
We share a painful wound.
Protect love from
uneasiness and fear.

Evening showers, please wash away
hate as well.
Stepping on shadows, I walked along the path
to that day.

I chased after
lanterns floating on the river.

Overfilled with a little affection,
I stand on the shore.

Underneath the dear [nostalgic] sky
The scent of grass
The setting sun's farewell path bloomed,
like a flower.
I put a flute
to lips that don't speak.

Overfilled with a little affection,
I stand on the shore.