The warmth of early summer is abundant, Like your shy smile when you face me, Let me be grateful for the beauty of this moment. Even if you're not by my side, But as long as I think of you A gentle breeze brushes against my face, on the willow branches of the moon, The birds and swallows danced, and in the blink of an eye, they became particularly gentle.

The warmth of early summer is abundant,

Like your shy smile when you face me,

Let me be grateful for the beauty of this moment.

Even if you're not by my side,

But as long as I think of you

A gentle breeze brushes against my face, on the willow branches of the moon,

The birds and swallows danced, and in the blink of an eye, they became particularly gentle.