Ali Project

Along the path
Only one lamp is burning
And at the base of the mountain
A fairy tale-like train passes through

Is it a little grass boat or a forest owl
That carries me back to my childhood days?
And whose is the voice that's calling out my name?
If I turn around
A face I've dearly missed
Is smiling...

I'm holding on to so many feelings
That they're overflowing and falling from my arms
Now is a time
That cannot be described by any words

The fireflies' light that welcomes the dusk
And the sound of the wind and trees exchanging whispers
Are like mementos
Of the people who used to love me
So full of kindness
And now wrapping me up...

The dreams I had searched for
Are here in this place
My smaller self
Is holding them tightly...

If the path is opened up
Snow white flowers will flutter about

When summer is over
I'll still be following this path alone
If there's one thing I've left behind on it
It is my fleeting shadow
Which was, until yesterday
Distant...