The morning I changed into short sleeves, folding away the long sleeves asleep in the closet, my breath suddenly went deeper. The season I spent with that person is still there. But it's not enough to make me cry. I pass in front of the convenience store. It's a place we once stopped at together, but now I don't go inside; I walk straight on to the crossing. The same town, yet the evening light looks a little different. I haven't forgotten. I gently carry the season when we were two. There was time between us that wasn't made of words. I don't want to turn that into a lie. Leaving it as a thank-you, I walk the short-sleeve town. Letting a thank-you ride the wind. When someday we pass each other by, I want to be someone who can smile. A love that's over, set on the wind as gratitude. The evening breeze brushes the back of my neck.
hansode ni kigaeta asa
kurozetto ni nemuru nagasode
anata to ita kisetsu no
katachi ga mada soko ni
tatande shimau tabi
yawarakai tameiki
omoidashite mo
naite shimau hodo de wa
nai keredo futto
iki ga fukaku naru
arigatou wo kaze ni nosete
hansode no machi wo aruku
wasurete wa inai keredo
karamatte wa inai yo
futari datta kisetsu wo
sotto tsureteiku yo
konbini no mae wo tooru
mukashi futari de yotta ne
naka ni hairazu ni
shingou made massugu
watashi no aruku peesu ga
sukoshizutsu modotte kita
onaji machi nanoni
sukoshi dake chigatte mieru
yuugata no hikari
yukkuri somete iku
arigatou wo kaze ni nosete
hansode no machi wo aruku
wasurete wa inai keredo
karamatte wa inai yo
futari datta kisetsu wo
sotto tsureteiku yo
kotoba ja nai jikan ga
futari no aida ni atta
uso ni wa shitakunainda
arigatou no mama
arigatou wo kaze ni nosete
hansode no machi wo aruku
wasurezu ni iru keredo
tachidomatte wa inai yo
futari datta kisetsu wo
yawarakaku hodoite iku
itsuka surechigau toki wa
waraeru watashi de itai