Silky tidal waves In the midst of summer Trap door of our house Sliding up and down Days of childhood gleam Do you still remember? Nowhere have I seen Shadows disappear Ever since then And I fade like the dew before the sun Silence of our ceased memories In our dreams, everything is just the same Withering motions Starkly impending days A retrospect of golden sounds The scent of falling rain Recurring memories abound The time that is to come seems like yesterday Someone was there to see End of the road We all wait for this day Everything has changed I never wanted to stay But now, everything was in vain Withering motions