I dream of you, who's so far away,
truly sweet and tender, warming my heart,
but I'm too shy, not brave enough to tell anyone,
so I kiss the wind to carry it away.
Because my dream and my reality have never met,
because it's so sweet,
no matter who you are, you'd tremble too,
because I'm far too speak those words,
because your kiss still isn't my kiss.
How will love turn out this time ?
should I have to prepare my self ?
(it could only happen in dream)
How will love turn out this time ?
will my heart be filled with content or is this a passing dream ?
( Did you know it's up to you ? )
Will my life change or remain the same I meet you ?
( I'm only dream)
The question that I've entrused,
I beg the drifting wind to pass it on to you.
If my dream and my reality happen to meet one day,
if the sweetness inside both our hearts,
are ready at the same time,
if our shyness were to be removed,
from those sentences,
and if your kiss becomes my kiss. .
Tidak ada komentar:
Posting Komentar