In the light drizzle, the old autumn town, the northern light From the big window, I can see the sea. I am alone A butterfly that was flying stopped The flower's petal ripped and wilted. The smell of the blooming flower, my toes touching it This small light from the small window, you're alone too Gently swaying, the spider thread flowing away The flowers have been blown away, and they are swaying Gakupo has long purple hair and light blue eyes, he's tall Serious, calm, lonely, sad