Please don't embrace my longing
secretly in your arms.
Because I'm fine the way I am.
Those blue eyes.
Beautiful foolishness
I believed everything about you
was a miracle.
People ride a gondola, drifting and floating away,
meeting, then parting.
A short mid-summer.
Sadness and happiness repeat again.
This one-time love will end eventually, but
I think you will stay with me for eternity.
A damp wind strokes my cheek.
Forget everything.
Break it off.
And tomorrow, too even this small me
will love you...
Please don't embrace my longing
secretly in your arms.
Because I'm fine the way I am.