Later, later, later
I finally became someone else's bride
Later, later, later
Looking into the distance in someone else's yard
I finally stopped going to that tomb
Old photos that have been yellowed by time
My eyes were already blurry and I couldn't see clearly.
Later, later, later
I finally stopped dreaming about you when I was young every night.
I finally learned how to make firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
Later, later, later
we have all grown up
I can't see your eyes covered by dust and sand
and the smiling doll
Later, later, later