I want to meet someone like you in the summer

I want to meet someone like you in the summer

On the earliest days of July

Then I will become a happy and blind poet

In July, the prairie is full of wild flowers

You and I sit on the vast and lonely prairie and sing aloud

Squandered our youth

At that time, the night was lit up by stars

Warm campfire to embrace you and me

Then I renounce love, renounce the throne of love

Try to be a wandering poet

No goal, no direction

Hair, let it grow like a weed

Clothes, also let it fly in the wind

I will pass many empty cities

It passes through patches of dense forest

Then he settled by an amber lake

Then the land is cleared and a large field of poppies is planted

Plant two pink roses in front of the door

I like to see them rocking in the wind

Since then, the wind has its direction, I have my home

I want to meet someone like you in the summer

I say the star is hot, you say the ideal person in the world