Take me aboard the spring-colored train,
and take me to the sea, won't you?
I'll lean gently against your coffee-scented shirt.
It's already been a year since I got to know you,
but why won't you hold my hands?
I will follow you; I wish to follow you.
I will follow you; even though you are a little weak-willed,
you are a wonderful person.
The red, sweet pea that blooms on the shores of the heart.