You have no regrets, never face the tears that have passed,

Even if it's a poignant picture, you can laugh at it calmly.

I'm ashamed, for the sweet snuggles of the past,

The warmth of the distance, I still reminisce.

If one day, you and I meet again,

I'm afraid you're still facing it with that false smile.

Ah, the tears in the wind.

Do you really just have a clear conscience?

Really never drunk for love, heartbroken for love?

Do you really only believe in the charm of reality and never taste true love?

Really, really have never felt what it's like to be mercilessly whipped?

Over the years, have you found the best in your dreams,

Whether even in a dream, never regret it,

When you are empty, do you also think of the hazy years?

That year, I in the wind,

Looking at your departed figure from afar,

Tears on his face••••••

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