Time flies, the memories of the past, the promises of the past.
Have you already forgotten...
Kazima,
That summer promise,
I have been watching carefully.
However, the last remaining thoughts are still hopeless.
Hold your son's hand and grow old together,
Those old times,
Is it no longer important?
Your smile is my most persistent waiting,
It's just that time gets old easily,
Do you know who you are the same as?