Silky tidal waves
In the midst of summer
Trap door of our house

Sliding up and down
Days of childhood gleam
Do you still remember?

Nowhere have I seen
Shadows disappear
Ever since then


And I fade like the dew before the sun
Silence of our ceased memories

In our dreams, everything is just the same
Withering motions


Starkly impending days
A retrospect of golden sounds
The scent of falling rain

Recurring memories abound
The time that is to come seems like yesterday
Someone was there to see


End of the road
We all wait for this day

Everything has changed
I never wanted to stay
But now, everything was in vain

Withering motions