I could already tell
From the simple way he bows and introduces himself
That I would spend the rest of my life with this person.
We started by sharing our life stories,
But I can’t remember how it even began.
This will surely last more than one night.
Ominously, without end,
Something overflows.
The life I thought would be so long suddenly seems short.
No matter if it’s the last day of my life,
Or fifty years from now,
I can still say I was the happiest person alive, having met you.
I can still say mine was a life to be envied.
No matter if it’s the last day of my life,
Or fifty years from now,
I can still say I was the happiest person alive, having met you.
I can still say mine was a life to be envied.
I can say,
No matter how humble I try to be,
Mine was a life to be envied.
I’m going to stop devoting my life
To the satisfaction of others.
While changing the flowers for my mother’s burial portrait,
I’m thinking:
If you’re the first to go,
I’ll still remain faithful to you.
But if I die first,
I’ll smile in my final moments.
This is the first day of my life.
Even fifty years from now,
I’ll say I’m the happiest person alive, having eyes for only you.
I’ll say mine was indeed a life to be envied.
I can say,
No matter how humble I try to be,
Mine was a life to be envied.
I can say,
No matter how humble I could ever be,
Mine was indeed a life to be envied.