The Place In My Heart
(The Hill of Longing)
If I follow the quiet forest path
And climb up the hill
There I find the rolling winds,
The rippling meadow,
And the full-grown longing dyed in sunset red
Without fail, I come finding you again
“I miss you, I miss you”
How many times have I chanted that, I wonder
If I place it carefully in my heart as promised,
Will the wind carry my message to you?
Tranquil moonlight, sound of grass bugs
If the seasons pass
You who is billowing forth
And me who is rippling in the wind…
In the night sky on the other side of the hill
There you’ll find the longing that has lost its way
Without fail, I come finding you again
“I miss you, I miss you”
How many times have I chanted that, I wonder
If I place it carefully in my heart as promised,
Will the wind carry my message to you?
Tranquil moonlight, sound of grass bugs
If the seasons pass
You who is billowing forth
And me who is rippling in the wind…
In the night sky on the other side of the hill
There you’ll find the longing that has lost its way
There you’ll find the longing that has lost its way