A yellow old lamp, time is silent

Lonely people have no sense of what to do and don't know what to do

Silent support leaps over the strange, quietly watching the early morning and dusk

Your figure is out of balance

Slowly sinking, darkness hovering in the air

I can't see where to go. Maybe love is on the other side of the dream

Can't live in real space, want to go back to the past

I try to hold you in my arms. My shy face is a little childish

Want to see the world you see, want to see the picture in your dream

As long as we lean together, we can feel sweet

Want to go back to the past and try to keep the story going

At least I won't let you leave me anymore and distract my attention

I'll hold you tighter this time. I don't know how to hold you

I want to go back to the past before I have time

A yellow old lamp, time is silent

Lonely people have no sense of what to do and don't know what to do

Silent support leaps over the strange, quietly watching the early morning and dusk

Your figure is out of balance

Slowly sinking, darkness hovering in the air

I can't see where to go. Maybe love is on the other side of the dream

Can't live in real space, want to go back to the past

I try to hold you in my arms. My shy face is a little childish

Want to see the world you see, want to see the picture in your dream

As long as we lean together, we can feel sweet

Want to go back to the past and try to keep the story going

At least I won't let you leave me anymore and distract my attention

I'll hold you tighter this time. I don't know how to hold you

I want to go back to the past before I have time