I really want to do something for you,
Because, I feel that I owe you so much
as if you are the branch, fall of fruit.
covering me, a tired trekker.
I really want to return to you warmth,
but I 'm not the sun,
I want to return you raining,
but I 'm not that cloud.
I wish to end the dream,
but I couldn't
that is not only pity,
but also bitterness.