Hey, Nana... people's feelings change easily... what you see is a house of cards... nothing's sure, and nothing lasts forever.

That overflowing feeling became love. But I don't sing for Ren's sake. I sing for myself everyday.

Right now I am working to polish the shards of my dreams.

I want to be spoiled like a child. Cry to my heart's content. But I can only suppress my feelings.

Right now I am full of greed and vanity, so I cannot live with you like before. But may be we can meet like this. I think just being together and talking would be nice. But when we grow old, when greed and vanity will be completely gone, when I will be tired of singing can I return to that place too?

What people consider precious is different for everybody.

His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her... He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him