In the crowded street, I grasp you by the sleeve of your shirt, not to lose you, while you smile, caring about and walking with me, pretending not to watch me. When I feel so comfortable, the winds, stagnant between the seasons, run through us to the summer. I'm sure to love you more tomorrow. I always want to be thankful that we met because now neither of us will ever be alone. I walked on an unknown road alone, without anyone to turn to for help. As if nothing had happened, I'd sought, in fact, kindness like this; I never want to lose it. I was fretful one morning, wept all night another night; I want to remember anything and everything. Every day I'll spend with you is going to change me. All my loneliness will be just memories. Every day I'll spend with you is going to change me. I'm sure to be more beautiful tomorrow. I'll forever treasure that we met each other and we'll walk throughout the summer only for us.