緑の落葉が 滴 纏う
雨は足元を 冷やして
湿度に混ざった 髪を分けて
桜の 水たまり 踏む
見えない 見せない 心に潜む日々
閉じ込めてみる
お別れのサイン ひらひらと
目は伏せたまま
肩に乗る 桜の雨 初夏が香った午前
小さな事さえ 怖く見えた
役割持たない 表情
出口を探して迷い続け
覗く空は黒くて
見えない 見せない 心に潜む日々
閉じ込めてみる
お別れの夜 キラキラと
月は微笑む
蜃気楼 目掛けて ただ歩む 決意の初夏に
矢印に向かうのは 絶対を示さない
強くなり また会おう 交わりの地点で
お別れのサイン ひらひらと
目は伏せたまま
肩に乗る 桜の雨 初夏が香った午前
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Midori no ochiba ga shizuku matou
Ame wa ashimoto wo hiyashite
Shitsudo ni mazatta kami wo wakete
Sakura no mizutamari fumu
Mienai misenai kokoro ni hisomu hibi
Tojikometemiru
Owakare no SIGN hirahira to
Me wa fuseta mama
Kata ni noru sakura no ame shoka ga kaotta gozen
Chiisana koto sae kowaku mieta
Yakuwari motanai hyoujyou
Deguchi wo sagashite mayoitsudzuke
Nozoku sora wa kurokute
Mienai misenai kokoro ni hisomu hibi
Tojikometemiru
Owakare no yoru kirakira to
Tsuki wa hohoemu
Shinkirou megakete tada ayumu ketsui no shoka ni
Yajirushi ni mukau no wa zettai wo shimesanai
Tsuyokunari mata aou majiwari no chiten de
Owakare no SIGN hirahira to
Me wa fuseta mama
Kata ni noru sakura no ame shoka ga kaotta gozen
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Clad in dew, the fallen leaves are still green
The rain chills my feet
As I part my hair, damp from the humidity in the air
I step into the puddles of cherry blossoms
Can't see; won't let you see
Those days which lie hidden in my heart
For I'm going to try to lock them up
The sign of farewell flutters
With my eyes still closed
A shower of cherry blossoms ride upon my shoulder
On a morning, fragrant with the smell of early summer
Even the smallest of things looked terrifying to me
With an expression that played no role
As I continue fumbling around for an exit
The sky that looks down is black
Can't see; won't let you see
Those days which lie hidden in my heart
For I'm going to try to lock them up
The night of farewell sparkles
The moon smiles
With the mirage as my goal, I could only just keep walking
On an early summer's day, I made up my mind
Wherever the arrow is pointing to
Might not be absolute
Let's get stronger, and meet again
At the crossroads
The sign of farewell flutters
With my eyes still closed
A shower of cherry blossoms ride upon my shoulder
On a morning, fragrant with the smell of early summer