On the rooftop where the city heat rises

Only the small room’s light shines on us

I’m that guy, T-shirt soaked in sweat

Even the fan wind spins like a rap beat

Instant noodles’ smell and dreams boil together

Stars beyond the roof, my own audience

Here I slowly write down my summer

Rooftop room, our own little country

Under starlight, you and I are one

In the heat our laughter grows clearer

Sing this summer, so it never ends

The subway track sound becomes the bass

Your laughter saves me like a hook

Even a tiny room becomes a stage now

Rooftop room, our own little country

Under starlight, you and I are one

In the heat our laughter grows clearer

Sing this summer, so it never ends

Even after summer, remember this rooftop

Quietly close this night with a final line