When the first love ends

On my first kiss, I felt the taste of tears

It looked like as if it was a love drama

Like it was intended, the bell for departure has rung

 

By all means, I wasn't able to say

These feelings, I have repressed them

I already have decided this earlier

It's fine like this

Because I can't turn around

 

Thank you, farewell

This painful, unrequited love

If my feet stops, I might remember it

That's why . . .

 

I want to hold hands with you No matter how much I have wished for it These hands are empty   Hey, is this really a "farewell"?

You have to go I quite understand that Even your kindness, I understand it   "......let go of this hand" I'm glad I've met you I love you