I finally got the message after eight years.
Eight light years - even that can feel like an eternity.
But even I think this is a miracle.
I have a lot of fond memories.
There is nothing here,
Nothing like a summer cloud,
A cold rain, the smell of autumn winds,
The sound of rain hitting the umbrella,
The feeling of soft soil in the spring,
And the smell of asphalt after an afternoon rain.
For me, I always wanted to feel these things together, with you.
Although we're very very far away,
Thoughts can bypass time and distance.
Have you ever thought like that?
But if you ever did so,
What would I think then?
What would you think then?
See, we must be thinking the same thing.
See. I am here.

- Hoshi No Koe | The Voice of a Distant Star