In the crowded train, a soft, nostalgic scent drifted by. I turned around, a stranger. But the same perfume as you. My heart leapt until it hurt, and I couldn't breathe. I got off at the next station, even though it wasn't my stop. I sat on the platform bench and caught my breath. It's been months already, yet one scent shakes me this much. Memory is carved into the senses. Even thinking I'd forgotten, my body remembers. There must be many people in town wearing the same perfume. Will I feel this way every time? Will a day come when I get used to it? The next train arrives. I stand up and blend into the crowd again. This time I held my breath as I boarded. Each time that scent comes, your face surfaces. The past won't disappear.
fui ni ano nioi ga
ano yoru wo tsurete kuru
man'in densha no naka de
fuwari to natsukashii nioi
furikaeru to shiranai hito
demo kimi to onaji kousui
shinzou ga itai hodo haneta
iki ga dekinaku naru
tsugi no eki de orite shimatta
mada mokutekichi ja nai noni
hoomu no benchi de
kokyuu wo totonoeru
mou nankagetsu mo tatsu noni
nioi hitotsu de yurete shimau
wasureta tsumori demo
karada ga oboeteru
kono kousui kagu tabi ni
kako ni hikimodosareteku
machijuu ni onaji kousui
tsuketeru hito wa nannin mo iru
sono tabi ni kou naru no ka
itsuka nareru hi ga kuru no
tsugi no densha ga kuru
tachiagaru
mata hitogomi ni magireru
kondo wa iki wo tomete
norikonda
mou nankagetsu mo tatsu noni
nioi hitotsu de yurete shimau
wasureta tsumori demo
karada ga oboeteru
ano kaori ga suru tabi ni
kimi no kao ga ukabu
dareka no kousui ni
obiete ikiru no wa tsurai
itsuka nani mo kanjinai hi ga kuru kana
sore wa samishii koto kamo shirenai
mou nankagetsu mo tatsu noni
nioi hitotsu de yurete shimau
wasureta tsumori demo
karada ga oboeteru
ano kaori ga suru tabi ni
kako no kakera ga mada koko ni aru
