The sun shines softly on the color of our cheeks
We can’t even open our eyes in the blasted slanting sun
I can’t help being sad
My hands are wet from the sun
It’s so bright, and there’s nothing we can do about it
I was perplexed on the way home,
The red sun shone on us as if we were falling
Almost there
I could have loved myself at least once
When I noticed the setting sun, I couldn’t even open my eyes
In the quiet evening calm
I can’t help being sad
My hand touched the sun
As if it was melting and burning
My fingertips are all burnt
Like grapes growing high
I can’t reach it, stop it
I wonder if I’m in love
Like that sun,
If there’s no reason for me to fall
The sun shines softly on the color of my cheeks
If only the blasted setting sun also shone on our path
Almost there, I could love myself at least once more
I saw you beaming in the setting sun
In the quiet evening calm
We didn’t even open our eyes