Sugisarishi hibi ni Akikaze ga [bad word] Mune ni yakitsuita mama no joukei ga
Ima mo ude wo hanasanai
Ochiba ni kakurete Anata ga inai
Kono sekai ni mo Nareta hazu na no ni
Tomedonaku [bad word] omoi to karehateta namida ga
Anata no koe ga zutto hanarenai
Meguriau kisetsu no naka de nagareyuku keshiki ni
Ah... anata ha inai ano hi no mama
Ikudo no wakare to Zetsubou wo kasanereba
Hito ha hitori de [bad word] no darou?
Kako ni gimon wo [bad word] Chiru koto no nai Zouka no bara nado
Daremo [bad word] hazu ha nai
Tomedonaku [bad word] omoi to karehateta namida ga
Anata no koe ga zutto hanarenai
Meguriau kisetsu no naka de nagareyuku keshiki ni
Ah... anata ha inai keredo
Deai - Itami - Kanashimi - Kodoku - Kotoba - Shigusa - Egao - Yasashisa
Ima subete wo [bad word] Yakitsuita mama no joukei ni anata ga ima [bad word] ki ga [bad word] Dare mo inai hazu na no ni
Kono mune ni [bad word] omoi to nagareyuku namida ga
Anata no kage ga zutto hanarenai [bad word] kisetsu no naka de [bad word] hari ga
Ah... kareta kokoro wo tsuranuiteyuku
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The Rose Sword

In the days so far gone, the autumn wind ceases.
The scene scorched into my heart will
Even now not let go of me.
You aren't here with me, hidden in the fallen leaves.
Even in this world, I should be accustomed to it but...
The feelings that endlessly [bad word] stronger, and my dried tears
Will never part from your voice.
In the midst of the season we met by chance, in the flowing scenery,
Ah... You aren't here, just like that day.
Even if they bid farewell over and over, and their despair piles up,
People go on living by themselves, right?
I tried that on my own, in the past.
Things like false roses, that cannot scatter in the wind...
No one should wish for it.
The feelings that endlessly [bad word] stronger, and my dried tears
Will never part from your voice.
In the midst of the season we met by chance, in the flowing scenery,
Ah... You aren't here, but...
Meeting, pain, sadness, loneliness, words, actions, a smile, kindness...
I will now push it all aside.
You now seem to be in that scorched scene,
Though no one should be there.
The feelings stuck in my heart, and my flowing tears,
Will never leave your shadow.
In the midst of the fleeting seasons, the clock-hands start to move
Ah... they pierce my withered heart.