All of the past times, the past pain
All of the times I spent silently
My eyes were filled with tears
All of the memories and hopes that I chose
Remain as empty looks
Memories that couldn’t fit became painful pictures

What is in my memories?
The longing from the bookshelf that looks for me
Speaks to you, who has faded in me
Your voice becomes the sound of the wind
As it remains here

Timе passes and passes
But this place is still hеre
The memories that have faded at the end of this railroad
Only leaves behind sadness
Some day, I’ll remember you again
With happiness that contains pain
Even the day I was lost at a split road
I have no memory of it

What is in my memories?
The longing from the bookshelf that looks for me
Speaks to you, who has faded in me
Your voice becomes the sound of the wind
The answerless memories walk above the railroad tracks
It’s asking me if I remember you

What is in my memories?
The longing from the bookshelf that looks for me
Speaks to you, who has faded in me
Your voice becomes the sound of the wind
As it remains here