someday,
when we parted ways
choose different paths to take
got freedom to decide what bread to bake
...
How long will it takes
going north to south isles,
bargaining by land or by sails,
spending hours or days,
...
Did you see?
The one you've been looking for,
Whom you keep on searching
A thousand times before,
...
I don't want to pay
and let my love go in vain,
So I decided that this day
I'll confess my love under the rain.
...
My Friend
someday,
when we parted ways
choose different paths to take
got freedom to decide what bread to bake
don't forget to remember
even miles from each other
with these balloons up in the air
I'll gonna send you a letter,
saying,
'I'm still here your dearest friend ever'