The fate of life and death,
Like a red line,
entangled in,
In our hands,
Want to get rid of it,
I can't get rid of it either…
The bond between life and death,
Like an iron rope,
Blocked in,
the edge of fate,
Want to escape,
Can't escape either...
That summer, he met her,
That summer, she also met him,
From first acquaintance to falling in love,
Until the last moment of life,
That piece of sunflower,
Witnessed everything…
Whether it's tears,
Still laughing,
Let love bathe in
In the sea of sunflowers like sunshine,
Bloom again...