Having searched for you awhile, as I sat beside you on that bench by the bright riverbank yesterday afternoon, I was actually disheartened, but I gave you to understand that I was perfectly happy, happier than anything! Someone else will be your sweetheart, but still I want to be with you like this all the time. It's a distressing feeling, unrequited love. Even without saying anything, Just being with you like this a little more Is fine! This is fine! Looking upwards, the sky pierced my heart. Suddenly I start lightheartedly whistling, And you smile and at last Seem to become cheerful. Your eyes, scolding the child that Was pouting on that summer baseball field, Were more gentle than anyone's. I don't know any words, or such, of consolation. You are fine, I don't want you to change. It's a distressing feeling, unrequited love. If, in this world, you Need instead to be alone, It's OK! Really, it's OK! We can't be more than friends, but... I love you! I love you so much! I want to open up my heart to you, but Being with you like this a little more Is fine! This is fine! Looking upwards, the sky pierced my heart.