Why, why, why do you want to become pretty?
Why wouldn't anyone stare at your pretty eyes?
The night spurs you to dance
Only the premonition of love permeates
Why, why don't you tell me you like me?
The feelings that cannot be transmitted, floating restlessly in the darkness of the night sky
The wind blows unpredictably, only to confuse you more
Only the premonition of love permeates
No matter who you wait for, no matter how you wait
You are the same tonight
Hecticly, aimlessly drifting in the starry night sky
Only allowing others to see the continuation of a dream
The wind blows unpredictably, only to confuse you more
Only the premonition of love permeates