It would be better if I met you in the clouds
In that place I can be longing you in the clouds penetrated by the brilliant orange sky
In the lack of oxygen, I can see that your face is blushing there; your beauty never fades even in black clouds
Everything in you is clear and there is no hypocrisy even though it changes from orange to blue sky

Your personality is there
The further fly into space the more I love you
Your name is also imprinted in the earth's atmosphere
While my name is clearly written on your white dress, the clearer up there I love you

There really wasn't much to do up there, we just looked at each other and let go of the longing that had enveloped each of us for a long time
But the distance that does not separate us both becomes a romance
We are so close and there is no space separating us, it is our time
The maddened longing vanished and replaced with romance


The moon is aware of that because its position is very close to both of us
The moon is also willing and provides a little space for us to talk and be a place to share love for us