You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,
People watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorates your windows,
Have you decorated other people's dreams?
In this cruel love,
The one who talks about love first will lose miserably.
I love you, I'm sorry, I can't tell you.
When did I start to have eyes for only one person?
You took over my world and eroded my heart bit by bit.
I'm sorry, I can't forgive you.