めぐる季節

Pale red flower scenery, I knew the sadness of spring
Fleetingly scattering, touched by the fingertips of the wind
The waves that seem quiet, on a summer day too dazzling
They broke white on the shore of my heart

Who is the person standing at the end of the passing seasons?
Swaying feelings, I embraced myself, alone

What kind of day will tomorrow be? From the window with my chin in my hand
Surely, I'll go find a shapeless dream

Walking through the colored streets, I want to meet someone in the autumn
The loneliness of dusk that seems to become gentle
The powdery snow melting on my frozen palms
Resembled tears, meeting warmth in winter

The people searching for happiness are the happiest
As the passing seasons turn into memories, together

What kind of wind will tomorrow bring? From the window where I start walking
I'll cross the dreams that will soon come into view

Usubeni hanageshiki setsunasa o shitta haru
Hakanaku chitte yuku kaze no yubisaki furete
Shizuka ni mieru nami mabushisugiru natsu no hi
Kokoro no kaigan de shiroku kudakete itta

Sugiyuku kisetsu no hate ni tatazumu hito wa dare na no?
Yureru omoi jibun o dakishimeta no hitori

Ashita wa donna hi ni hoozue no madobe kara
Katachi no nai yume o kitto mitsuke ni yukou

Irozuku machi yukeba dareka ni aitai aki
Yasashiku naresou na yuugure no samishisa yo
Kogoeta tenohira de tokete yuku konayuki wa
Namida ni yoku niteta nukumori ni deau fuyu

Shiawase o sagasu hito ga ichiban shiawase datte
Meguru kisetsu omoide ni kaenagara futari

Ashita wa donna kaze arukidasu madobe kara
Mousugu mietekuru yume o watatte yukou