If I ever get used to the fact you’re not here That’s because my heart is saturated with you In decaying memories I hold Hoping vividness is left forever Like a string my life connects and breaks off And the design is slowly but surely described by getting twisted up So many memories with you are drawn in it If I ever get used to the fact you’re not here That’s because my heart is saturated with you In decaying memories I hold Hoping vividness is left forever I follow the footprints you left To carve your figure in my heart (With the phrase that you told me) Though I cannot be with you until the end I walk with the hope you left in my hand -These words wouldn’t reach you- If I ever get used to the fact you’re not here That’s because my heart is saturated with you In decaying memories I hold Hoping vividness is left forever Like a string my life connects and breaks off Like a string my life connects