The heavy rain on the road resembles snowflakes. You're crying softly, are you cold?
With you, I've worn this jacket to tatters
I'm not even afraid of losing my job, so why do I constantly worry about you?
With a heavy heart, I chose to drive you home today
I'm sorry I don't send flowers anymore. Your wounds should have scarred over already
I'm only afraid of concealing the graveyard in your heart with petals
If you refuse to marry anyone but me, we will both eventually be incinerated
There's a cost to waiting your entire life for a single day
Everyone only has hands, and you can't keep something just by holding on
To have it, you must first learn how to accept losing it
We once wandered along this snowy path. Why cry over happy memories?
Who can claim Mount Fuji for themselves on the basis of love?
Why not treat your sadness as if it's a figment of your imagination?
You can't see it in a test tube, yet it stains your sight
The past has hardened like stone, just throw it away and break free
I'm nothing special, take a look on the street, and I'll become an illusion
I don't break it to you on Valentine's Day. I only dare gently encourage you to make a new beginning
This approach will only make your heart ache more
You stay in the car for warmth. How should I persuade you?
How can you keep cutting your own wrist through the pain?
How short is a lifetime? Heartbreak can only be shorter
How many miles before you get home, who can say?
Forget our bittersweet time together. Several cherry blossoms have come and gone
Our trip to Tokyo was more than a lifetime ago
Everyone only has hands, and you can't keep something just by holding on
To have it, you must first learn how to accept losing it
We once wandered along this snowy path. Why cry over happy memories?
Who can claim Mount Fuji for themselves on the basis of love?
Why not treat your sadness as if it's a figment of your imagination?
You can't see it in a test tube, yet it stains your sight
The past has hardened like stone, just throw it away and break free
I'm nothing special, take a look on the street, and I'll become an illusion
Everyone only has hands, and you can't keep something just by holding on
To have it, you must first learn how to accept losing it
We once wandered along this snowy path. Why cry over happy memories?
Who can claim Mount Fuji for themselves on the basis of love?
Why not treat your sadness as if it's a figment of your imagination?
You can't see it in a test tube, yet it stains your sight
The past has hardened like stone, just throw it away and break free
I'm nothing special, take a look on the street, and I'll become an illusion
You still aren't satisfied, so I'll give you this old jacket to break the curse
"The truth is, loving someone is like loving Mount Fuji. You can look at it, but you can't carry it away. Is there any way you can move a Mount Fuji? The answer is, you walk over to it yourself. So it is with love, strolling through is enough."
- Lin Xi (lyricist)