When the sun sets over the horizon in the evening
I remember your crying face.
Have you been well? Have you been happy?
Tears that I have been holding back start to flow.
Is it not yet? You returning to me?
How many more sleepless nights do I have to wait?
I’m only trusting the promise that you’ll return.
Is it not yet? You returning to me?
It’s about time for you to come back.
Please don’t be too late.
Our time to love gets shortened.
Anyone who say her while passing
only remember her smiling and prettier face.
So you’ve been well. You’ve been happy.
It’s a relief that you’ve been better than I worried.
Is it not yet? You returning to me?
Are you perhaps forgetting me?
That can’t be it. You said you love me.
Is it not yet? You returning to me?
Will you come when you are not busy?
Don’t worry, even if you are a little late
I’ll wait here.
Everyone else seem like they’ll return
only because they are sorry to leave.
But you are different.
Is it not yet? You returning to me?
How many more sleepless nights do I have to wait?
I’m only trusting the promise that you’ll return.
Is it not yet? You returning to me?
It’s about time for you to come back.
Please don’t be too late.
Our time to love gets shortened.