I saw how the sea went out to roam,
looking for someone to call her own.
I saw her dress herself with a soft smile,
And ignore the crowd with her unique style.

With my skin exposed, I dreamed of your embrace.
While your voice played, covered in particular grace.
She came to me and I tasted her whispers with my tongue,
A tender sensuality that, with certainty, filled my lungs.

With no alternative but to sink into her pier,
Her tender guidance helped me float without fear.
I saw my sea change, her meaning changed within me.
And like a whirlwind, I am swallowed up into her reality.

No choice but to swim carefully alongside the waves.
My Chiaki, you are the sea that makes me misbehave.
So I will wait on the shore, always waiting for your reply.
For when you decide to carry me away with your gentle lullaby.