Once upon a time, I was young and ignorant, and the years were quiet.
A down-and-out orphan and a noble prince can also walk hand in hand under the cherry blossom trees.
But as soon as those words were spoken, everything was like an illusion, finally broken.
See you again many years later, it is no longer the same year.
Whether two people are close or far apart, they themselves don't know.
Even, I don't even know my own heart.