我们的时光

The sun overhead burns with the lingering warmth of youth

It never gives up, shining on us as we journey forward

Winter never passes here, it's just the misty mountain woods

Crossing the aged stone bridge, I sense the dampness in the air

Over the green hills, you say look at the people wearing bamboo hats

Sea breeze caresses coconut trees, blowing away the dust of the road

This place feels like another world, cut off from the bustling city

Let our weary bodies rest here for a long, long time

Hey

Over the green hills, you say look at the people wearing bamboo hats

Sea breeze caresses coconut trees, blowing away the dust of the road

This place feels like another world, cut off from the bustling city

Let our weary bodies rest here for a long, long time

School days are our days, our time

Ocean waves roll with our yearnings and dreams

When will our songs echo through the valley once more?

Those laughs have passed, but those memories will be cherished

Our time is carefree time

These brilliant years won't be rewritten by anything

Unrestrained laughter often echoes in our ears

Those footprints on the road will never be buried

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh

The sun overhead burns with the lingering warmth of youth

It never gives up, shining on us as we journey forward

Winter never passes here, it's just the misty mountain woods

Crossing the aged stone bridge, I sense the dampness in the air