September

While holding a shirt in mustard color
The train door I jumped on
Knowing it's wrong, if I turn around, it's hidden

The city is dyed with crayons turning to tears
Knowing I have a promise to meet an older person

September, and you
September, changed in autumn
As the summer sunlight weakens, a shadow falls on my heart
September, and the season
September, the country of goodbyes
The knot of love that transcends time turns tears into leaves

I want to ask that person I met to return him to me
But it's no use, my weakness freezes my lips

September, and you
September, changed in autumn
The fact that we can't even talk is evidence that you're tired of me
September, and the season
September, the country of goodbyes
In the colors of the revolving seasons, the busiest month

I borrowed a dictionary, I'll return it tomorrow
After cutting out only the word 'love'
That's goodbye, goodbye

September, and you
September, changed in autumn
The only kindness left is that I'm the one getting hurt
September, and the season
September, the country of goodbyes
I will never wear the clothes by the tricolor seaside again