Deep L translation: The rain on Fourth Street. I miss it because Because someday the two of us must have followed The scent of the willow is pining for you Like someone who held an umbrella for me Always haunting me, Stay by my side forever My own ghost that I met on a dreary rainy day Even though I can't see it I'm attracted to the light Is it love? Can I call you May I call you by your name someday? The sound of the rainy cicada makes me feel estranged from you Because you'll grow up a little again I wonder if you'll be fooled by the myths of adults Don't be fooled by such trivial adult beliefs Stay with me, I'll always be here for you. Your own ghost that roared with abhorrence and loathing Even if you can't see it Lights that lure you in I'm calling you, I want you to call me. With a voice that still sounds childish the scent of dull rain still poisons you That boring day The friend you made I live in you I'm dying inside you How could I forget? I'll never forgive you. You'll always haunt me, I'll always be with you. On a dreary rainy day, I met my own ghost (I waited and clung to you in the impatient rainy season Till that summer day I'm sure I'll miss you Falling into the days of our longing If you want to be with me) I'll curse you all the time except for the two of us If I could only be with you