At the tree-lined street with young spring leaves
When I first saw that person
Something rang within my heart
Without thinking or moving, I watched him leave
During the summer that glowed with gold
He showed off his perfect somersault for me
At the tree-lined street of memories
We gazed at each other as the autumn days drifted by
But still, that person
Did not say anything to me
Even though I loved him this much
He graduated, my first love