The summer of the sleeping sea's decaying dream
Drifts far away into the pale blue
The waves high in the sullen sky
Become stars and then come to fall.

Even our memories that may not have returned
Probably cannot swim here.

The waves chipped by the cold sand
Capture our being in the distant wind
In the cove deep within my heart
The wound only becomes wet.

Sink the remains in the stormy sea
The bond you and I have disappears

Even our memories that may not have returned
Probably cannot swim here.

Sink the remains in the stormy sea
The bond you and I have disappears