Bài hát: Tsugai Kogarashi - Halyosy, Kyounosuke, 530
Kawaita kogarashi soyo soyo to
Kawaita konoha wa hira hira to
Aimieru hi o machi nagara toki o kazoe aruku
Tsuzuru kotonoha ni irodo rare
Akaku iromeki setsuna ni odoru
Momiji ichimai tenohira ni suberi
Kataru wa...
Yaketa kokyō ni wakare o tsuge te
Konoha no te ni hikare hashiri saru
Imada minu mirai eno fuan nado
Kanjiru hima nado arimo sezu
Kawaita konoha wa hira hira to
Kawaita kogarashi soyo soyo to
Tsunaida te to te o hanasa zu ni
Toki o kazoe kakeru
Amaneku hito no inochi seoi
Sono chīsa ki te de nani o tsumugu
Hon'no kasuka na hokorobi ni shinuru kono yo de
Shinzuru michi o tada hitasura ni
Ayumu omae no sasae to naran
Kurenai no tsurugi o tazusae te
Kono mi konoha to fukare te yukō
Soyogu kaze to nari te
Amata no iyashi to nari
Ikitoshi ikeru
Kono yo no mono eno oikaze to naran
Kurenai ōgon ni irodo rare
Yureru kigi tachi yokogiri nagara
Kareha tomo ni michizure ni
Kake nukeru konoha to
Tsugai kogarashi
Kosure sazameku konoha to tomo ni
Kakeru ichijin no kaze to tomo ni
Tomaru koto naku tada hashiru kawaita uta to
A dry wintry wind breezingly.
A dry leaf flutterlingly.
Waiting for the day when (no subject) come across
And (no subject)count times and walk.
Coloured by the gathered leaves of words [by the composed words],
(no subject) turn red and (no subject) dance in a moment.
Single deep red leaf falls in a palm of the hand and (no subject) tell
(no subject) say goodbye to the burnt birthplace,
And (no subject) is pulled by the leaf's hands, (no subject) run away.
There is no time for feeling fears for the future (no subject) haven't seen yet.
A dry leaf flutterlingly..
A dry wintry wind breezingly.
Keeping hand in hand,
(no subject) count times and run[fly].
Shouldering the lives of people all over,
What are (no subject) trying to spin with your small hands?
In this world, (no subject) can die from even a little open seam.
(no subject) will be the support for you who are intently going the way you believe.
Taking a deep red sword, i myself will be blown as a leaf and go along.
(no subject) will be a soughing wind and a heal of a lot of (no object) and be a tailwind for those all who live in this world.
Coloured with deep red and gold,
Coming across the waving trees,
Going along with the dead leaves,
The leaf and the cold wind paired up and run [fly, blow]through.
With the rustling leaf,
With a gust of the blowing[flying/running] wind,
The dry song and the wintry wind paired up,
Will not stay and keep on running.