It was May, I remember.

She was sitting here, in my friend kitchen.

She's the one who talked first.

She lives in a house on hill road.

She makes friend with cats.

She loves nature.

She sat in front of us in a Sunday afternoon.. 

with a typical Korean beauty.

She reminds me a song everytime I saw.

I think I've found the strawberry girl in Coldplay song. 

per te imparerò l'italiano ~

Years ago I used to dream about her,

A girl with eyes of sorrow..

Thanks to you, you lighted me up,

pain means nothing now.

Everyday passed softly because of you.

Girl with beautiful eyes at the airport.

Shall we meet again?

She used to be my neighbor when we were young.

I know this face, but she don't.

I hear someone talking about you.

They call you annoyingness,

I feel nothing but an empty space inside your heart,

I know that.

so I call you cutest.

I've seen many girls, just like you. 

I watched them cross the street, waiting for a coffee from a store.

But you never wanted to give me a talk through the eyes of sorrow..

What were you thinking,
what was in your mind
What makes you secret..

My aunt, my beloved.

I do really like you.
Seeing each other grown up from a long distance, I know you when you were a kid years ago.

And I'm happy to have you in the rest of my life.

Your happiness, is mine also.

Who are you? 
Where you are?
I was wondering what has happened in your life.
Or how many things you has passed..

You dress up on the weekend, sitting in the coffee shop on sunday morning.

You enjoy the life and live happily as you deserve to be.
If we meet again, 

I'll tell you all about me.

Until that,

I wish you well.