2009.03 POPOLO translation
Day of the first snow.
Being in love with you,
That miracle…
Premonition of Love
I couldn’t feel it.
Like the premonition of love.
That’s right, up till I met you
When I think I want to be in love,
It isn’t something which I can do
“Right now, I don’t want to fall in love”
When I think like this, I’m restricted……
That morning, together with the first snow,
Love descended.
Winter isn’t bad.
You appeared,
I felt so that way for the first time.