Every hope... every feeling,
everything other than my last breath...
carried with her,
when she leave me.

Even in the day,
I was in the darkness.
Amongst even the thousands of people,
suffered from the loneliness.

Dear destiny... this is enough now,
ask her to come back please........
carrying the Spring to her both palms
in this obdurate Summer.

Not to bloom thousands of roses...
only for the sake of single 'red rose'
which withered because of her breakaway
though in a Spring, three years ago.

Yet I got the room reserved to her
in my heart.
To start from the place where she stopped
Destiny ... please ask her to come...