Without a pause, without an excuse, there is only a shadow wandering with time;
Our yesterday is too short to last forever and our tomorrow is too far away to be happy.
The day of parting, gray and blue, carries my old dreams, waving my farewell hand, no matter how gentle, I can't hold the pain in my heart. When is my tomorrow? I can stop thinking, forget time, forget yesterday, and love and hate will not repeat themselves.