It's a blue season that seems to go on forever There's nothing to block the way in front of me I can't hear the silence called you reflected in the acephalos and cicadas Even if I know the scent of you that is different from me, which is colored by these days I've forgotten to leave it there forever Even now, the blue is still living No matter what prayers or words, I couldn't get close to you It's like a quiet love, like the color of the summer that passed through my cheeks The words that curse you are always in the back of my throat I can meet you again, right? A voice that can't be a voice It's a season of the wind that falls and stings I remember our image that wasn't anything yet We should have been able to share everything From that day, little by little, the curse that is different from you is getting bigger The sorrow in the back of your smile I regret that I overlooked it Goodbye to you, who blooms and falls like a flower Even now, the blue is still living No matter what prayers or words, I couldn't get close to you It's like a quiet love, like the color of the summer that passed through my cheeks The words that curse you are always in the back of my throat I can meet you again, right? A voice that can't be a voice It's like a drop of water that spills into the infinitely expanding star of the galaxy