Sleep is coming, Sleep is coming
It comes at the end of these thick tears
In my room, out of window
Out the interest, as I turn my back
I spend many nights with your memories
Starting from the first day that it rained
Till the last soaked day
The darkness of the long tunnel
In my dream, it soaks up slowly
No matter how much I turn back your memory
Those words, I cannot avoid
At the end of separation,
I turn back, I turn back
Slowly, slowly the stacked up emotions
Slowly, slowly the gathered memories
I will slowly, slowly forget them
Andante
In this dream that I've gotten used to
Carefully, carefully, I'll prepare for separation
I can't even change your heart in my dream
When will I be able to forget you
When I open my eyes, It's already
Thursday and again, Tuesday
Now even time is passing quickly
when I want to keep you in a little bit more
No matter how much I turn back the
memory of that day
That place, I cannot avoid
In front of your house
I turn around, I turn around
Slowly, slowly the approached
moment of separation
Slowly, slowly your further distanced heart
I will slowly, slowly start to believe it
Andante
I try to endure through it
But I can't help it
It builds up coldly, in front of my eyes
My tears gradually well up, slowly
Someday, I will slowly, slowly forget them
Andante
