The crimson leaves color this place It's as if they're showing me my own feelings The more I think I want to feel – These maple leaves And to you who are much more, I give my feelings
The crimson leaves are still in color even now I keep it a secret that I wish to entrance you I'll never, ever forget about you I swear an eternity upon this crimson
Tell me with your voice, Don't let me say goodbye. It may be long, but I can fly.
Even now, here I stare at the falling maple leaves, flipping back and forth, so transient... Just thinking of you... then anyone... yes I'm sure I can Now, if I dye all my longing thoughts crimson, someway I'll be able to tell you That even if our times are harsh and painful, we would able to share them I wished for that alone.
The crimson leaves color this place It's as if they're showing me my own feelings (Don't say good-bye) Rather than wishing I just want to dwell upon these maple leaves And talk together with you (Call your voice)
Tell me with your voice, Don't let me say goodbye. It may be long, but I can fly.
The falling maple leaves, flipping back and forth are so precious that they cloud my thoughts I can think of you forever and ever – yes, even with these words kept hidden... Yes, if I dye all my longing thoughts crimson, somehow I'll be able to feel you Even if our times together are harsh and painful, I want to share them with you If only I could do that, I would be happy.