the sweet scent that showered my dry throat
my feelings begin to overflow continuously

just like following a soccer ball
don't look at me with that same gaze
I've already gotten used to the third year in office
but what did I lose instead?

the adults who consider marriage as a penalty
and the children who can never dream due to that
because you're someone that I have fallen in love with,
that girl that you have chosen is surely wonderful

the past where we were able to argue about anything
even the slightly uncomfortable discussion of love
can be done properly now, at this age

the more I wish for everyone to be happy
the number of postcards taken with my husband increases
the child that I wanted with you five years ago
has no resemblance of me

I have many love and dreams but
if I could have stepped up a little more
more useless household-like complaints would have been made 

wanting to run away from painful and melancholy things
I don't need nights where I must drown in sweet cocktails
facing the painful and melancholy things
I run away once again from the long battle

one day seems to feel very long but
one year passes by very quickly
one year seems to feel very quick but
how well will I be able to live my life?