Baretta

Sunflowers wet in the rain, wishing for the next two people
Watching over... waiting for the day to gently bloom with a calm face

Peeking into puddles, seeing you reflected, I still feel you by my side
The hands that touched you in passing still hurt now

The silence taking you away showed
It can't be called happiness, surely to never forget that day of life and death

If I draw close to that voice, I just end up bewildered by nostalgia
Gradually blending in, remembering, wanting to see that day reflected again

I wished, 'Don't go'
The rain at the end of May, the goodbye, just like that day
Soaking and swaying the second reunion
And everything will laugh at me, saying it was all a dream

Feeling each other through touching fingertips, the anxiety for tomorrow is inexpressible
The truth of the two in our hearts that won't disappear, more than just embracing

The days that were just a little like a dream, too calm, in the final words

I wished, 'Don't forget'
The sky after the rain at the beginning of June, just like that day
The sun announcing the second farewell
And everything laughed at me, saying it was all a dream, a fleeting dream

Staring at the 'Baretta' left by the dream, living today