The summer after high school graduation
I met a girl on the river bank who liked to listen to the wind talk
In that summer of bidding farewell to youth
She accompanies me towards maturity and mediocrity
When one day I come to this place again
Youth is long gone, old friends cannot be reunited
Some things leave quietly before I even realize it
When the wind no longer talks to me
That's when I realized
my summer is over
Intention: Say goodbye to youth, we are all moving towards mediocrity