Shouwa Saigo No Aki No Koto

In the half of poverty that's not too painful, there are dreams
If we don't lie, we can get closer with a promise, just the two of us
Shall we die or shall we live?
Let's go, let's go
Grateful to the gods of this world for meeting each other

The last autumn of the Showa era, the equinox flowers beaten by the rain
Trembling love, trembling love, still existed
Not forgetting the days of hunger, letting only our eyes shine
If we were children of that era, we'd want to fill our hearts at least

Shall we die or shall we live?
Let's go, let's go
Believing there's a limit to what we can laugh at, a limit to what we can value
The last autumn of the Showa era, sometimes the weather clears up
Bright love still existed

The last autumn of the Showa era, shining on the mountain's red leaves
Colorful dreams, colorful dreams, still existed
Trembling love, trembling love, still existed