Words that turned grayish white/ Words that turned gray and dull
remind me of the color of cappuccino.
No excuses. Leave them by the window.
There are just too many.

Hearts that turned grayish white/ Hearts that turned gray and dull
remind me of the color of cappuccino.
No excuses. Let’s gulp down the cappuccino,
pretending to be just joking.

Now the rain flows as if wavering.
Drowning in the flowers that bring us a storm,
I wish for a memory that never lets you fade away.
Please, please, please, so that you wouldn’t overflow.

I wait for the waves at the coast as the setting sun
reflects red light on the window.
August in Visby, the roaring sea.
I wait in vain. A sea breeze is all I have.

Whiteness of the flowers that swam through summer, the evening rain.
Drowning in the night that flows by,
I wish for a flower that never lets anyone fade away.
Please, please, please, place it inside of my heart.

Something has been wrong with me.
I want you to tell me just one way to live,
but I no longer have anything to give in return.
If you have no answer, just one word will do.
I don’t get it.
I really don’t get it.

Now the rain flows as if wavering.
Drowning in the flowers that bring us a storm,
I write songs so that you wouldn’t fade away.
Please, please, please, let them stay in my memory.
Another summer has passed, with a flower held in my heart.
Behind my teary eyelids,
I hold this song so that you wouldn’t fade away.
Please, please, so that you wouldn’t overflow.