kaze sasou kokage ni utsubusete naiteru mi mo shiranu watashi o watashi ga miteita yuku hito no shirabe o kanaderu GITA-RA konu hito no nageki ni hoshi wa ochite yukanaide, donna ni sakendemo ORENJI no hanabira shizuka ni yureru dake yawaraka na hitai ni nokosareta tenohira no kioku haruka tokoshie no sayonara tsumabiku
yasashii te ni sugaru kodomo no kokoro o moesakaru kuruma wa furiharai susumu yuku hito no nageki o kanadete GITA-RA mune no ito hageshiku kakinarashite kanashimi ni somaranai shirosa de ORENJI no hanabira yureteta natsu no kage ni yawaraka na hitai o nakushitemo akaku someta suna haruka koeteyuku sayonara no RIZUMU
omoide o yakitsukushite susumu daichi ni natsukashiku mebuiteyuku mono ga aru no
akatsuki no kuruma o miokutte ORENJI no hanabira yureteru ima mo dokoka itsuka mita yasuraka na yoake o mou ichido te ni suru made kesanaide tomoshibi kuruma wa mawaru yo
translation: Shaded by the trees, calling out to the wind, I'm lying face-down crying I saw a version of myself I didn't even recognize On this guitar I'm playing the melody of someone who's passed on A star falls in the grief of someone who'll never be seen again
Please don't go, no matter how much you scream, all it will do is quietly stir these orange petals Saved on my soft brow, I send the memories in my palm far away An eternal farewell as I keep strumming
The heart of a child clinging to a gentle hand The blazing wheels cast it off and continue on On this guitar I'm playing the grief of someone who's passed on The strings in my heart being plucked at violently
In the pure white unstained by sorrow, the orange petals stirred in a summer shadow Even if my soft brow is lost, I'll cross over the far off, red-stained sand The rhythm of farewell
Branded into my memories, on the ever-turning earth, there is something sprouting in remembrance
Sending off the dawn's carriage Those orange petals are stirring somewhere even now The peaceful daybreak I once saw Until it is placed in my hands once more, please don't let the light go out The wheels are turning