Jikansaka

Caught in the wind, the clouds flow beyond the end of the world on the other side of the hill
Knowing loneliness, a blurred fever in empty hands, lost memories

The heat haze sways, your fragrance lingering
When I turn around, we can't go back to yesterday

Afraid of being filled with sad lies
The evening buzzing, it turns into the same color

Distant things are beautiful

If I could sketch the lost scenery, that would be nice, because it will quietly fade away
If the season changes, let's cry quietly, the next page is still unread

Exhausted in the town, overlapping with shadows, blending with my heart
Even the nameless things are slowly changing

Walking in circles, lost on the path of farewell
The clock hands spinning, where are they taking us?

Anyone can disappear, but before that, with you
It would have been better if we made some promises

The heat haze sways, your fragrance lingering
When I turn around, we can't go back to yesterday

Afraid of being filled with sad lies
The evening buzzing, it turns into the same color

Distant things are beautiful