Moon Geun Young

In me, the memories I was breathing
Without a trace, sound disappear
In cold, my bruised heart is frozen
Pieces of the broken pieces of sound .
That sound, I've heard
Standing back and watching you
Why... do you forget me?
Can you not even remember that... you are mine?

The wind is... singing sad song, sound
I even shut my ears... That sound does not disappear
A word... even the last say
Can you not.hear me?

Rather, if we haven't met...
More, we would be happier
Anyway, now it's no use in thinking
Without doing anything, time passes...
Endlessly emerging, the stories that did not ask...
Why. are you swallowing tears?
After much deliberation, do you still have to go .???

The wind is... singing sad song, sound
I even shut my ears... That sound does not disappear
A word... even the last say
I swallowed ...that song