He stands on the beginning of the bridge
In the temporarily beginning
Maybe viewer a blur in the end
But doesn't afraid of the dark

He stands on the middle way of the bridge
From there he looks dawn to the river
Doesn't stop enough for rest
But he feel the stream that pass

He just wants to deserve to the end of the bridge
Doesn't standing anymore for look the sides
Doesn't want to look in reverse
Just smile and spark in the eyes

She stands in reverse of him for all the way of bridge
Even can't to glance to his beautiful face
Just can to smell his nape
And after all his step worry that don't fall

SO he stands in the end of the bridge
Look in reverse to the beginning Now
But she doesn't stand there yet
He deserved-alone