Tag: majung IPA

On a little mountain path,
when white snow gently piles up

Of my small footprints,
I wish to leave forever

Until my little heart is dyed white

the snow-white mountain path,
I wish to wander

When a lonely winter bird’s sound is heard from afar

In my reverie, ripples arise,
and I forget the path

I will engrave in my heart your pure voice

Is it coming, carried on the wind?
It comes as white snow

Far away, my heart runs through the forest

Ah, the winter bird is not seen,
only a white trace remains

Closing my eyes, I will listen to your endless song

I imperceptibly become white snow and walk along the mountain path

Love (is) too far,
if (you) cannot come, I will go
An evening longing for a word,
face to face, sitting together

Your dreams, gently
listening and telling my love
Perhaps longing is something
like a fragrance (we) lost long ago

What living is,
longing on the contented day
My dear, I’ll run ahead
and stand there as a flower