The heartbeat of youth is hidden in the long old alleys,
A gust of evening wind blew away the youthful years and separated the two people from each other.
I thought we would not see each other again after years of separation.
Until the evening breeze once again spreads through the familiar streets,
At the end of the crowd, I bumped into the person I had never forgotten.
The years have rolled by, but regrets have not gone away.
The roundabout reunion is a belated and tender redemption.
Across a long time,
This time, I don't want to miss you again.
