I think of her as long as the sea is also far from the mountains and, even if we are far more just? I'm still the same. Those things are like the only ones waiting in her heart.
I think as long as the sea is still far from the mountains. And even how far we are. I'm still the same Those things also like Still waiting for her single heart.
I miss you, as long as the sea is still far from the mountains. And even though we are far away. Still me. Those things are like waiting for you alone throughout the heart.