Thank you. Lovers, you and I, in front of the window, without mentioning the two words. When we are lost, we say goodbye. When we are confused, we say goodbye. Floating silently, then leaving memories, bits and pieces, bits and pieces. From the details of the moment, to the end of the story. When to love each other, when to separate. In the beginning, in the end, there is no end. Like this, there is no end. Like this, there is no end. Like this, there is no end. In my heart, I am still longing for that night. Lovers, your steps still teach me the mind. Still refuse, still not change. I would rather leave memories, I would rather leave traces, bits and pieces, forever remain. In my heart, I am still longing for that night. In the beginning, in the end, there is no end. When to love each other, when to separate. In the beginning, in the end, there is no end. Like this, there is no end. Like this, there is no end. In my heart, I am still longing for that night. In my heart, I am still longing for that night. In the beginning, in the end, there is no end. Lovers, your steps still teach me the mind. Still refuse, still not change. I would rather leave memories, I would rather leave traces, bits and pieces, forever remain. In my heart, I am still longing for that night. In my heart, I am still longing for that night.