Like the rest of these mournful lyrics, I really want to find a harbor. It's been a long time since I felt like a leaf floating in the air. Suddenly, I want to find a stop for my heart, and also seek a harbor where I can anchor. I'm truly tired, a weariness I didn't know before, not realizing how my floating life has been spent, whether I was ever young, like a bride in her wedding gown, drifting aimlessly, and now, growing old, longing for a harbor where I can stay. However, after years of floating, there’s still no safe haven to let me remain. Can I continue my wandering?
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