One summer evening as I lay myself to rest,
A longing had drawn me away from my bedside...

As the city sleeps, a bar opens late into the...
The faint glow of its neon light beckons those to...

One early spring morning in Kyoto, I stroll along...
The grandeur of cherry blossoms looming over me...

The feel of an old bed
The smell of an old wardrobe...

Into the desert the Nomad wanders aimlessly,
Deserted by everything except for nothing...

There once was a lonely man
Who lived each day in a colourless world...

One early spring morning in Kyoto, I stroll along...
The grandeur of cherry blossoms looming over me...

A beautiful spring afternoon
has encaptured the likeness of your face...