The gentle scent of the summer escapes on to tomorrow
If I reach out my hand, you will always be there
The wind roars and I hum of love
I held onto those dreams; they’re a dried flower colored like the moon
Imasara dokoka e nigeru tsumori? Kakureru toko wa ikurademo aru kedo
Mite minu furi nante dekinai kara
Kitto watashi mata amai koe de yobu no daite teage nakya nemurenai
I’m kitten
When I go up that hill, I can see the scenery
Of the summer drive I loved so much
The scent of the wind, the background music, all of it
Is in my memory, even now