In the scene of a far away rain-covered sky, I search for a break in the clouds On the continuing, detour path to the sea Don't worry about your cut-too-short bangs Let's go running just like this The color of the wind that keeps brushing my cheek Will someday signal the beginning of summer Let's swing hands and take a deep breath I want to embrace this moment Will we meet again in the morning? The many high laughing voices chase white stars Listen close and hear the signal of the early summer Two shadows slowly become long Tiny footsteps The evening sky glitters in gold Dying the beach all over Gathering shards of the turning seasons, I feel the fingertips you softly touched me with In the overflowing light Close your eyes to the sound of singing, repeating waves Quietly gaze at Your gentle memories and overflowing thoughts The color of the wind that keeps brushing my cheek Will someday signal the beginning of summer Let's swing hands and take a deep breath I want to embrace this moment The evening sky glitters in silver Dying the beach all over The changing seasons come to an end, even today The beginning is always here Surely, right here Will we meet again tomorrow? Someday...