Walking alone on the street The cold of winter pricks the skin. Walking against the crowd I think of the times I spent with you. The stain on my jacket --that's what we quarreled over. Even such a (painful) memory Feels so warm to me now. Just like the falling snow My love for you keeps on growing (a.k.a. snow piling up) Tightly grasping those matching rings It feels like you're still here. Looking at you in the photo I wonder what you're doing now. You'll never come back, Because you're in someone else's arms now. The snow is falling But we can't admire the scene together. The days when we loved each other Are not gone forever, But they have become precious treasures. If wishes could come true, I won't say, "Give us another chance." Let us go back to the time before we met So that we wouldn't have to suffer so much pain.