This article is the best interpretation of the lyrics of the recent popular song "It's windy"

The original lyrics of the recently popular song "It's windy"

Word: America? Song: Yu Takahashi.

Stop-and-go along the way, chasing the traces of juvenile wandering? I hesitated for a moment before I walked out of the station.

Can't help laughing at the feeling of being close at hand? Or is it inevitable? What about the day in Nagano? Still so warm

The wind blew past? Before you first saw the world? Wandering around? Looking at the horizon as if it were right in front of you? I'm willing to go through fire and water again.

Walk through the world now? Wandering around? Looking through the different faces of the years? Caught off guard, broke into your smile.

I finally left this world. Indulge in it and talk in your sleep? It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, tangled and afraid of jokes.

I once turned my youth into her? Have you ever flicked your fingers in midsummer? Let go if you are moved.

Go against the light and let the wind and rain hit you? Stop and go on the short circuit? It is also a few minutes away.

I don't know if it's a story or a mood. Maybe all you expect is to race against time.

See you again? In the cool morning light? Smile very sweetly.

Before you first saw the world? Wandering around? Looking at the horizon as if it were right in front of you? I'm willing to go through fire and water again.

Walk through the world now? Wandering around? Looking through the different faces of the years? Caught off guard, broke into your smile.

I finally left this world. Indulge in it and talk in your sleep? It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, tangled and afraid of jokes.

I once turned my youth into her? Have you ever flicked your fingers in midsummer? Let go if you are moved.

The evening breeze blows up the white hair on your temples? Heal the scars left by memory? Your eyes are full of light and shadow, and your smile is blooming.

Twilight covers your stumbling steps and walks into the painting hidden by the bed? In the picture, you are talking with your head down.

I'm still amazed at the size of the world? Are you also addicted to childhood love stories? No truth, no struggle, no meaningless jokes.

I finally gave her back her youth? Spend the summer with your fingertips bouncing? The heart moves with the wind.

Will you still do it in the name of love?

The lyrics are explained as follows

When I was a child, I was addicted to this world, and I was full of infinite longing and yearning for this beautiful world. I no longer want to struggle in my childhood dreams. I just want to follow my inner yearning, not afraid of other people's doubts and jokes, and move with the wind. I picked up my luggage and left my hometown alone. At the same time, I left her, my favorite when I was young, and embarked on a journey to see the world alone. Even if I go through fire and water, I will have a good time in this world.

So I walked along this road when I was young. From spring to summer, I stopped alone, walked against the light, let the wind and rain blow, and never regretted or retreated. In this vast world that makes me deeply sigh, I have walked many roads that I have never walked alone, and I have seen many scenery that I have never seen before. In the years of wandering and wandering, I can truly see the world.

Later, when the wind blew, I found myself young and away from home for many years, and I felt more and more sad about a long and lonely journey. I thought that no matter how big the world is, no matter how far it is, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is just my own scenery. I don't have a home or her anywhere. I have always been just a passer-by who comes and goes with dreams in a hurry. So I began to realize slowly and slowly that even though I used to be a bohemian teenager who pursued freedom in the eyes of others, I am probably old now, and I no longer have the enthusiasm and impulse of my youth. I don't want to go on. It's windy, and I really want to go home ... but I haven't been home for many years. Is everything all right in my hometown? And the person who promised a rich life when she was young, is she okay? I clearly know that when I decided to leave the rest of my life, I no longer had her, but after so many years, she has always been in my heart. However, those years that poured into her youth, those summers that followed her with a flick of her fingers, seemed to be too far away from me. How can I expect myself to save her?

The story about her is too long. Even though she is always in my mind, how can we have both? Just how can I heal this heart? It's windy, and it seems a little confusing to think of it. But anyway, since I miss home, I might as well go home!

So, following the trace of the teenager drifting, I dragged my tired body and got on the train against the wind. Set foot on the return journey. Along the way, I looked out of the window and looked at the traces of my wandering over the years. Although I was full of loneliness when I was young, I never regretted it. After all, life is short. When you are young, you can listen to your heart to see the world and realize your dreams. Not a waste of my life!

For every wanderer who comes back from wandering, the road home is always affectionate and long. Thinking about it, I don't know how long it took, and finally the train slowly pulled into the station in my hometown. I calmed down a bit, but I hesitated the moment I walked out of the station. I am full of expectations, but I am afraid that things will change unconsciously. Maybe this is what people often say: fear of being close to home!

I can't help laughing at my homesickness.

Fortunately, after many years away from home, I stood under the sky of my hometown Nagano again. Although I couldn't help crying at the moment when I saw every grass and tree in my hometown, I was embraced by the gentle wind in my hometown at the moment when the wind blew. This feeling is so familiar and moving. The wind blew for a little while, stroking my unspoken worries and my childhood attachment to the world. It's just that I've been wandering for years and I'm no longer a teenager. But at that moment, I knew I could finally set foot on this land and say to myself loudly: Go home, I finally went home!

Yes, I'm back! After leaving my hometown for many years, I finally understand that no matter how big the world is and how beautiful the scenery is, no matter how far I go, I am just a passer-by, and only home is the ultimate destination of my soul.

I am walking on my way home with great expectation. At the entrance of the village where I left home when I was a child, I saw a strange and familiar figure under the tree bearing countless childhood memories of me and her.

At that moment, I was suddenly at a loss, and my mind began to unconsciously surge up the picture of her popping up between my fingers in the midsummer when I was a child. I thought, could it be her? I couldn't wait to take a step forward until I took a faltering step behind and slowly turned around. I was shocked, and the smile that I missed in my memory came into view at that moment.

Time stopped at that moment. The fuzzy smiling face in memory becomes bright and vivid. ...

It's really her!

And she looked at me with all kinds of surprised eyes, with light and shadow in her eyes, too excited to say a word. When we meet again after many years, I think of our youthful appearance when we were young, as if it was yesterday, but I don't know that we have been apart for many years. Both she and I were at a loss, but at the moment we approached, we smiled at each other and blossomed.

In the morning light, although we are old, pale and faltering after many years, when we are talking and laughing with each other, we are as familiar as when we were young. She gave me a casual smile, which moved me as usual.

I asked softly, are you still alone after all these years?

She bowed her head, with girlish shyness, didn't speak, just smiled and dragged me back to her house. When I took out the photo hidden by my bed at home, I saw at a glance that it was the one I gave her before I left. Even though the years are mottled, the painting is still well preserved. In the picture, she lowered her head and said something to me that I didn't pay attention to when I was a child.

Unexpectedly, for so many years, I have been walking on the road of selfish departure to realize my dream, and I have been living up to her silent love for me for so many years, but she has no regrets and waits for my return in the wind.

Over the years, I have been walking around alone. Although I have never regretted my impulse to leave my young life in order to realize my childhood dream, although I am still full of enthusiasm and nostalgia for meeting the vastness of the world for the first time when I was a child, I look at her white hair, me and her as a child and think of her persistence and persistence in the sweet words she said to her as a child over the years. I know I owe her too much over the years.

I don't want to let her down again! I don't want to miss it again. Even though I am no longer the teenager who likes to whisper sweet words in her ear, I deeply know that she has been in my heart all these years. It's windy I don't know how long I will wait for the wind with her in the future, but at this moment, I just want to give her back the youth I missed in those years and tell her that I just want to spend the rest of my life with her and tell her that I am still the teenager who is willing to make her prosperous for life when I come back, and she will always be the one who likes to smile at me inadvertently in the wind.

Looking at her, I know there are too many sweet words to say to her, but at this moment, I just want to tell her what I have never said to her in recent years:

Dear, in the name of love, are you still willing?