I like the excitement in my heart when the flowers bloom,
The love at that time,
Maybe it's just because of the inexplicable glance back when you pass by;
I like the throbbing in my heart when I am young,
The love at that time,
Maybe it's just because of an inadvertent glance in the world of mortals.
Doesn't matter where,
Doesn't matter who.
Searching and losing,
The beginning and the end.
As long as the origin arises,
will start a different kind of journey in life.
At that time, I didn't even care where I was heading,
Maybe sweet,
Maybe it's bitter,
Give yourself a beautiful moment,
Give yourself a touch of excitement.