Kurenazumu sora o oikakete Kimi to futari te o tsunaide doko made mo… Hisoyaka ni tsugeta koto no ha wa Asaki yume no naka de nemuru
Sharari suzu no oto kodama shita Touri ni hibiku fuedaiko Matsuri hayashi ni kokoro odora se Kimi o sasotte ennichi meguri
Yukata no suso o nabika seta Chiisana kimi no te o hiita Kimi ga tsubuyaku “Date mitai” tte Waza to kikoenu furi o shita
Aa natsu no sei ni shite Iiwake narabete karamawari Aa “yukata niau ne” to Sore sae ienakute…
Kurenazumu sora o oikakete Kimi to futari te o tsunaide doko made mo… Hisoyaka ni tsugeta koto no ha wa Matsuri hayashi no oto ni kakurete kieta
Tekiya de totta kami kazari "Niau kamo ne…" to watashitara "Daiji ni suru" tte,"wasurenai yo" tte Sureta koe de tsugerareta
Aa natsu no sei ni shite Dakishime “ikuna” to ietanara… Aa okubyou ga sugite Kono te wa ugokanai
"Sayonara" to itta yokogao o Ikanaide to negai kome yakitsuketa Hisoyaka ni tsugeta koto no ha wa Yozora no hana saku oto ni kakurete…
Kirameku setsuna ni somerarete Owaranaide to negatta natsu no hi wa Sari yuku hito no kage o nokoshi Tawamure no koto no ha wa Kanawanu yume no naka de shizuka ni nemuru _____________________________________
Chasing the sunset-wedged sky To anywhere, holding hands with you… The words you secretly told Sleeps inside a shallow dream
The ringing sound of bells echoed The flute and drums on the streets resounds The festival music makes my heart dance I invite you to tour the fair
The hem of your yukata flutters I pull your small hand You murmured “It’s like a date” I pretended that I didn’t hear it on purpose
Aa, it’s summer’s fault The idling excuses continues Aa, “You look good in a yukata” I can’t even say it…
Chasing the sunset-wedged sky To anywhere, holding hands with you… The words you secretly told hides with the sound of festival music and disappears
The hair ornament I picked from a stall vendor I said “It might look good on you…” as I give it You said “I’ll treasure it”, “I’ll never forget” It was told in a hoarse voice
Aa, it’s summer’s fault If I hug you and say “Don’t go” Aa, I’m too cowardly My hand won’t move
The face that says “Goodbye” I burned my wish for you to not go The words you secretly told hides with the sound of a blooming flower of the night sky
The gleaming moments are being dyed The summer day I wished to never end Leaves shadows of people who went away The fun words Silently sleeps inside a dream that’ll never come true