That year, he met him
The wind lifts his crescent-colored white robe, like a dream
He smiled like a flower, gently wiped the tears from his eyes and said, "From today on, I will protect you."
Now
He came back full of hatred
He said "I'm going to kill you"
What was once a pledge of eternal love is now like a passing cloud.
We agreed to stay together for a lifetime, but now we feel like strangers
When we meet again
Do you still belong to me only?
When we meet again
Are you only willing to play the piano for me alone?