04.08.2018
South Wind · Summer Girl
Hiding my sadness...
In my white summer school uniform...
As you looked out at the ocean...
I suddenly kissed your cheek....
We were always friends...
Unable to become more.
The wind comes from the south...
I wish you were a little gentler...
What a bother you are...
I'll wipe away my tears, so, look elsewhere.
I wrote that I loved you...
In a poster at the station...
Without you noticing, I watched you...
Everyday, in the place where you used to go.
We were still fighting...
Unable to show our true feelings.
The wind comes from the south...
The signs of summer are sadly mixed...
I can not stand being near you...
You ignore me as you whistle.
The wind comes from the south...
I do not need an answer, I just want you to know that...
I kissed you on the cheek...
Remember, we are friends.
The wind comes from the south...
I wish you were a little gentler...
What a bother you are...
I'll wipe away my tears, so leave me alone.