Who's the queen? Is it me? Where was yours? it was your favourite I think And every time the dead leaves remind you of my memory Day after day the dead loves don't stop dying With others, of course, I give up but their song is monotonous And little by little I differ I have nothing to do with it Because every time the dead leaves remind you of my memory Day after day the dead loves don't stop dying Can we ever know where it starts? And when the indifference ends In the face of autumn comes winter And the song of pre-winter This song the dead leaves erase from my memory And that day my dead loves will stop dying And that day my dead loves will stop dying Thank you for watching!