また逢う日まで

There are songs that smell like the changing seasons - that very first wind that tells you it's time to part ways, even if your hands haven't let go yet. Here, farewell doesn't sound like a full stop, but rather an ellipsis: the familiar “bye” instead of the heavy “good luck,” a slight smile to hide the tremor in your voice.

It is warm and poignant at the same time, like a last walk down a familiar alley, where yesterday everything was familiar, and today suddenly seems precious. These lines express gratitude for the encounter and a bright hope for something new - even if different paths lie ahead, the memory remains shared, like spring, summer, autumn, and winter, which follow one another but always return.