[the thing about a tree I saw when I was a child]
Breathing with the trees
The smell of earth, the rain
Wind speed over 6m, chasing
Bi-directional, the city is a collection place of prayers
A context that comes and goes
Wind speed over 6m, chasing
That tree I saw one day will disappear too
I'm too swayed to go
Thinking of the one thing in the world that has branched out in many layers
I'm here
The light runs down my cheek
I'm looking at a fixed point of memory
Wind speed over 6m, chasing me
I'm too swayed to go
I'm too swayed to go
As time passes by
Someday, I'll be gone
You'll always be the only one who remеmbers
The leavеs on the branches of the trees on that hill
Falling down
That's what you sing