.Everytime I try to fly, I fall Without my wings, I feel so small

Wind gently blows and I can hear your voice

 You have advised me to beware of my own emotions

 Rain gently falls and I can hear your voice

 You draw near with your umbrella to shield the wind and rain for me

 A little bit wanting to cry, a little bit thinking of you

 Your love is being cherished, I am always relying on your memories

 You seem to be talking like wind, following my direction

You seem to be the waves in the sea, making me grow up

 I understand your answer, a gentle dialogue

 There is no way for love to not be touched, I won't lie