"Buried By Myself... It Has To Be Like That"

Please, just pass by pretending like you don't see me.

Please, don't even give me a glance.

In the days that are like the sandy winds,

Don’t give anything to me.

Folding away my one heart,

Hiding my one tear,

Like it's the first time we've seen each other,

Like we're strangers,

Just pass by.

It has to be like that.

In the next world,

When we are born for the second time,

Then, we'll look at each other face to face.

Let’s be born so that we don't lose weakly in front of fate again.

It has to be like that.

So that I may be a flower in front of you,

Like a flower that doesn’t seem to show her true feelings in front of anyone,

I’ll sing a song for you.

A song that would send away all the words I wanted to say to you.

That as one's girl, as one man's lover,

I had ever just wanted to always live by your side.

But I had to be by myself.

It has to be like that.

‘Cause as I say my love,

I send away my love.

And in the folds of the lonely accumulated memories,

My tears hang.

Even if you're far away,

I hope that you'll be happy.

And though it hurts,

Though it will hurt,

I will never cry.

And because,

There is no such thing as farewell in my love,

My love will be buried.

‘Till when this life ends,

I’ll bury my love deeply within my heart.

It has to be like that.

My love,

Buried by myself…

Just deeply within my heart...