I remember...
The film projector clattering as it began to turn
The scene on the inside of my eyelids, a brilliantly colored kaleidoscope
Gently, this scene of the past overflowed.

That time, what kind of suffering did I hold? I continued to endure the tears that I couldn't show
It was much more difficult back then, but I was supported by great friends.

I remember the wind of the Seine, I could see it from the bridge
The sunset was so beautiful, and I could gaze at it forever
Every path is grim, and although I sometimes lose my way
I want to return to that place, so I will keep walking.

The image of a heart of rain after cloudy skies is transformed into clear weather due to the depiction that had overflowed
It was much more difficult back then, but I was able to make the most of the present because I triumphed over the past.

The gentle wind of the Seine, I painted my dreams in the sky
That smile, that laughter, I don't think I will ever forget it
Each path is grim, and although I sometimes lose my way
I want to return to that place, so I will keep walking.