Even in this day and age, when I
Turned the pages of past, patch
Spend together becomes live and vivid,
As if it had come to pass yesterday.

Whenever you were near, salad
Days of mine gets bloom , my vexation
would come to an end with your one smile.
Your face, what can I say about it?

Your face, what can I say about it,
There was a queer flare in it. I was lost as soon as I clocked him. Know that you have forgotten the phase spent together, but you will place the coffee date, wouldn't you?...