Tired, striving hard to stay awake, thinking of you,
I'm so afraid to be at ease and sleep,
This is my dream, my heartbeat wont listen and will just stop,
Listening to my breath, breaking like waves,
The more beautiful it is, the more uneasy I become,
What can I still cherish, even my own pulse is too difficult to control.
If I become a memory and I will withdraw from this life,
You remain startled and weeping my ice cold body yet I'm unable to embrace you,
And to let you, who I deeply love, travel lonelysome through the sea of the people,
I will hate myself for being so heartless.
If I become a memory, and in the end, I wasn't that lucky,
No chance to get the white hair or lead you hobbling, or even watch the glow of the sunset,
One day after a long time, you will recover from your grief,
If someone can love you forever, let him be with you together, I won't blame you at all.
Happiness, when it will end?
Which moment is the last moment to be together?
I want to tightly to hold you that in my life, you are the one for me to be with together and forever.
If I become a memory, I'm most afraid of being too disappointing,
Stubbornly hanging in the air to occupy your heart from every inch of it,
Having you, the one who still loves me painfully bear the loss,
This isn't fair, please do your best, to forget me ...