I want to experience the refreshing wind on the top of the mountain with you, I want to tell you my name under the morning sun, and I want to go back to the time when we first met.
Even if you didn't pay attention to me then, I didn't pay attention to you. But the wind will blow the love between us, and time will tell me that I like you.
But when we meet again, I don't want to love you anymore. I want to say to you: "Mr. Song, I have been here."
Intention: pure love