Semi shigure no basu tei
Kirakira komorebi kaze ni yurete
Joudan bakari warai korogeta kisetsu
Kowaresou na sabishisa mo shiranai mama
Fureemu no naka ja
Ima mo katayose atte
Kawaranai egao de iru keredo...
Natsu no kaze ga bokura wo madowaseru
Itoshikute setsunakute mabushikute
Nigirishimeteru memorii
Natsu no nioi kimi ni aitaku naru
Tsunaida te wasurenai yakusoku
Osoroi datta sutorappu
Ima wa mou nakushite shimattan da
Kotoba ja nakute mo tsutaerare sou na omoi
Sore dake wo shinjiteta bukiyou na hodo
Dokoka de aetara donna kotoba wo kakeyou...?
Wakemonaku namida ga afuresou
Natsu no kioku boku no senaka wo osu
Mayotte mo koron demo dokomademo
Aruite ikeru you ni
Natsu no nioi kimi ni aitaku naru
Tsunaida te mirai e no yakusoku
Natsu no kioku kokoro wo furuwaseru
Natsu no kaze ga bokura wo madowaseru
Itoshikute setsunakute mabushikute
Nigirishimeteru memorii
Natsu no nioi kimi ni aitaku naru
Tsunaida te "mata aou ne" tte shirushi
Translation:
The smells of summer make me miss you
Our hands connected; I won't forget our promise
Cicadas, the drizzling rain at the bus stop
The sparkling sun shining through the trees swaying in the wind
We spent the season joking and rolling about in laughter
Without knowing of the loneliness that was to come
Inside the frame, even now, is us with our arms around each other
The same smiles are still there, but...
The summer winds lead us astray
It was dear, it was painful, it was radiant
I tightly grasp those memories
The smells of summer make me miss you
Our hands connected; I won't forget our promise
We had matching cell phone straps
I've already lost mine
We had a love that spoke without words
I believed in that with a clumsy passion
What would I say to you if we met again...?
Tears well up for no reason
The memories of summer press onto my back
So that I can keep on walking
Even if I get lost or fall down
The smells of summer make me miss you
Our hands connected and the promise for the future
The memories of summer make my heart tremble
The summer winds lead us astray
It was dear, it was painful, it was radiant
I tightly grasp those memories
The smells of summer make me miss you
Our hands connected, "We'll meet again," we said as proof
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