As if to trace the horizon, the clouds that connect sky and earth,
Encircle the town where I live,
During a hazy early afternoon.
These cotton candy like clouds,
Disperse into thin pieces, and faintly, on the other side,
If I stare, a small entrance to summer appears.
Surrounded by a symphony of chirping crickets, I was chasing beetles.
A rewound memory of melted ice candy.
The secret you were hiding from me between morning and night,
You put in an box without a key.
And even now, lies hidden and sleeping.
The overflowing light intensifies,
When I realized it, I reached out my hands.
I couldn't touch it, so I couldn't move, even though my heart still yearns for it.
Bathed in a summer sun, I was chasing after your voice.
The burning concrete in a hazy daytime heat.
Really, I'm a little scared. And I couldn't reach those beetles.
With mud smearing the remains of tears on my face, I laugh.
In summer, I was charmed as we walked home together.
I can't possibly go back, but these feelings will not vanish.