I have started my second love…
I’m not going to ruin it like the first time…
I’m going to see everything like he does and,
I’m going to try hard to be like him.

It’s like a miracle…how we met again…
Now I won’t let go…of this fateful meeting that has come my way…

For a long time I resented the heavens…
How the cold skies prevented me from holding him back…
But now I’ll store him in my heart and become a flower pot so
I can watch over him…make a flower bloom…

It’s like a miracle…how we met again…
Don’t cry anymore, my destined one and only…

I can’t seem to express it in words…my shaking heart…