In this cold, cold, night;
still the stars shine bright.
Like the same twinkle in your eyes
it never run out of surprise.

Reminiscing our joyful memories
while I'm crying on my knees.
Hoping it would still be the same
with you gone, I think I'll go insane.

There is nothing but regrets
I wish I could change the past
do things that would make us last.
I should have done my best.