A southern wind blows me; various skies reflect on the sea. I casually recall you with thirst in my mouth. I suppose you've kept love with someone, making your tired eyes much redder, in a mechanical town somewhere in the distance by now. You showed me that it's strong to love someone and that it's wrong to love him too much. I'm tracing the waves to the memories between us. Before I met you, I should have known far more feelings and words; as many as full of gemlike flowers here on the island. I'm searching for a place of silence where I can change the pain I left on the days of going away, into generosity. Now, the days I'm spending are growing sweet tears, which are going to return to the sea without change. I'll remember you forever.
