Silky tidal waves   In the midst of summer   Trap door of our house   Sliding up and down   Days of childhood gleam   Do you still remember?   Nowhere have I seen   Shadows disappear   Ever since then      And I fade like the dew before the sun   Silence of our ceased memories   In our dreams, everything is just the same   Withering motions      Starkly impending days   A retrospect of golden sounds   The scent of falling rain   Recurring memories abound   The time that is to come seems like yesterday   Someone was there to see      End of the road   We all wait for this day   Everything has changed   I never wanted to stay   But now, everything was in vain   Withering motions