[bad word] koto wa atte mo [bad word] koto wa nai
Hitori no hito wo [bad word] kioku
 
Ano goro itsumo itsu no hi mo
Manazashi no saki ni atta
Mirai wa hitotsu eien no kizuna
 
Kaze ni [bad word] momiji no
Ano chiisa na ki no [bad word] de yuuki wo
Furi shibotte tsutaeta hitotsu no kokuhaku
 
Migite no kusuriyubi ni hameta
osoroi no kokochi yoi sokubaku
  [bad word] no atatakai hidamari no
Naka de jare ai nagara
Kono mama toki ga toki ga tomatte shimaeba
Ii no ni honki de sou omotta
 
"Ohayou" "Oyasumi"
"Te wo tsunagou" "Zutto issho ni iyou"
 
"Arigatou" "Gomen ne"
"Mata [bad word]  [bad word] to ii ne"
 
Sonna atarimae no kurikaeshi ga
Boku ni totte kagayaku ai no hibi [bad word]  
Sugisatta jikan wa kagayaki wo [bad word] Boku ni wa amari ni mo mabushikute
Sabishikute mune ga [bad word]  
Ano hi, dakishimeta ude wo [bad word] Mou nido to, Nido to ae naku [bad word] ki ga [bad word]   [bad word] boku wa hitori ni natta
Kotoshi mo momiji ga kaze ni matte aki no
Owari wo utsukushiku saitte imasu
 
Kono chiisa na ki no [bad word] de shizuka na
Koi no monogatari wo [bad word] mae ni
Hitotsu dake...
 
Boku wa, boku wa anata no kioku no naka de
Jouzu ni waraete masu ka?
 
Translation
 
Even if there are things that fade
There aren't things that vanish.
The memory of loving one person alone
 
That time, always and everyday
The future we found after one look
Is one, an infinite bond.
 
Under that little maple tree
That trembles in the wind, mustering the courage
I told you that one confession
 
Making love to your right hand ring finger
confortable binding is settled.
 
Exposed to the warm Spring's sun
While being playful with each other
"It's okay if time, if time stops in this moment"
I seriously thought that.
 
"Good Morning" "Goodnight"
"Let's hold hands" "Let's be together forever"
 
"Thank you" "I'm sorry"
"See you tomorrow" "It's good that it stopped raining, isn't it?"
 
Those obvious repetitions
For me, they were sparkling everydays of love
 
While they glistened more as time passed by
To me, they were too dazzling, too lonely
So much that my chest tightens
 
That day, after I loosened the arms that were holding you
Never again, I had the feeling I wouldn't meet you again
 
And then I was alone
This year too, the maple dances in the wind and
Colours wonderfully the end of Autumn
 
Before putting an end to the story of our peaceful love
Under this little tree
Just one thing...
 
In your memories am I, am I able to
Laugh perfectly?