You come from the mountains and seas,
I stretch out my hands to you.
You run through the snow,
And I give you my hugs.
You are my carrier pigeon,
And I am your spring water.
You are my field,
I am your sail.
My friend,
My friend,
Where are you?
How much I miss you.
My friend,
My friend,
Where are you?
How much I miss you.
When the joy is close to the new day,
We are the lucky girls;
When the anxiety is far away from the gloom of yesterday,
We are the remaining goddesses.
Where are you?
My friend,
My friend,
How much I love you.
Where are you?
My friend,
My friend,
How much I love you.
