Early Summer English ver.

The early summer breeze
comes in through the window,
and the glasses gather
the afternoon light
in the corner of the table

While singing a nostalgic song
in my head,
I watch the trees sway
outside the window

People waiting for the sunset,
a coffee shop in the back alley,
the usual taste of cappuccino melts
away the melancholy,
desolation and loneliness,
the excitement of sugar cubes,
the answer to the unanswered days is
always in the gentle breeze

The early summer breeze
comes in through the window,
and the glasses gather
the afternoon light
in the corner of the table

While singing a nostalgic song
in my head,
I watch the trees sway
outside the window