If you have a prosperous life like when you were young, if you can't catch it, you can't go back.
Only the nightmare lingers in the fleeting time, within reach.
If I could go back to the past, it would be a promise at the end.
The face that first appeared in the dim light continued to sing.
Seeing the hazy figure half hidden and half visible, I recall it for the rest of my life.
When they were young, they laughed together, made trouble together, hurt each other, and helped each other. The friendship that seemed as pure as snow would one day heat up. The secret hidden in their hearts was called - I like you, time is nothing...