Setting Sail.

“我扬起万千风帆，告诉你我好孤单”
Thousands of sails are hoisted, deigned to tell you of my loneliness.
(Word-for-word translation : I hoist thousands of sails to tell you that I'm so lonely.

As this refrain wafts into my subconscious, sadness welts and a crinkled curve finds its way to my mien.

You know, I know.

There is no more room for Pretence since that night before You left. We know that it has never been doe-eyed friendship.

Thereafter,

"Sweet dreams of Blue."

"Swim quickly here and take me to where You are. Hurry!"

I know

But why won't You tell me so?

'Are You Happy? Have I contributed to Your Happiness? Are You Happy?'
Yes, You've made me very Happy.