Those early days, cutting not quite straight,
so embarrassing back then.
Leaving the salon, the night sky unchanged,
“I want to be this” — updating my knowledge every day,
moments spent with words of care, so beautifully Colored.

I can keep going,
until I become someone chosen.
Once I overcome it, I’ll feel the chemistry —
the self I’ve always wanted.
To send someone off exactly as imagined,
with confidence — still more to learn, still more to come.
Hey, day by day, we just keep moving forward.

What should I do?
Back-to-back appointments I can’t push later.
What should I do?
Snatching my first meal only at sunset.

I heard a rumor — a colleague’s leaving this job.
“My salon’s closing,” my admired senior said.
Passion alone won’t keep you here,
life is a mirage.

Walking with the trends,
the demands keep growing.
The only things that protect me now
are my hard-earned skills and my scissors.

I can keep going,
because someone believes in me.
No right answer, no wrong answer —
their smiles are everything.

Every time I send someone off
exactly as imagined,
this is it —
the happiest feeling I could ever know.

Each person at a turning point in life,
and I get to be there with them.

I can keep going,
because someone believes in me.
No right answer, no wrong answer —
their smiles are everything.

Every time I send someone off
exactly as imagined,
this is it —
the happiest feeling I could ever know.

I’m working hard — I already am.
I’m working hard — yes, I already am.