When we grow up
when we bid farewell to our youth
Say goodbye to those joys and sorrows
The years that are either bright and beautiful or secretly sad
Our world takes on a new look
Those people from the past have really become the past
With the past things and the wind
scattered in the air
It seems like we can never meet again
It seems like we are together all the time
Things that once made us heartbroken
maybe now
You can tell them one by one with a smile
Things that once made us happy and excited
Now whether
Every time I mention it, I sigh.