Dear,
I love you from the green of spring
Until the cold of winter morning
But then how should I stay if
love and pain are growing?

I should leave now or never
but my love will stay forever
even we won't be together

Dear,
when I left you under the sun
my day is gone and all its sweets are gone,
my leaves are falling one by one
nothing different between night and dawn
I have lost even the twilight mind.

But, if I should learn from this
when I lose some, I will win some
sorrow and grief of love
replaced by a bunch of luck of money

Is it really matter what they give me?
the glittery of the world all I can see?
when actually what I want to be
is next to thee.

(darling, I really don't need all the fame, career, and money. but the day I lost you, I got all of those. I feel so lonely. love, whatever it meant to be, can not be replaced. please, forgive me. come to me.)