We are just small birds that cannot fly
Embracing each other at the bank of a river
It's ok, don't say love against your will
I want to sleep as it is, being hugged like this
(*) In the sad boat
I seem to be rowing tears
In the sad boat
Even if it's set adrift, if it were by fate, I don't mind
The happy day, we go fleeing together
It seems that the sorrow is dragged along
I don't mind to know you a bit too much
Because I cannot go back after I go further than now
In the sad boat
I seem to indulge in you
In the sad boat
Even if the oar is lost, just the two of us
Repeat (*)
TRANSLATED BY P. Pongpaibool - pongpaibool@hotmail.com