回憶是一條長長的河流，

不知它將流向何方，

也不知它從何流出。

只能靜待著滿月的時刻，

望著河上的倒影，

時光推移，

一切逐漸真實且清晰，

記憶，猶新。

Memory is a long river,

I don’t know where it’s going,

Neither where it’s from.

All I can do is waiting for full moon quietly,Looking at the reflection on the river.Time goes by,Everything is becoming real and clear.

Memories, something I remember as if it were yesterday.