Jap�n:
"Ameni nureteiru himawaritachiwa hutarino tsugiwo negatte
Mimamoruyouni… odayakana kaode yasashiku saite kuruhiwo matsu"

Mizutamariwo nozoki kimiwo ukabe imamo sobani kanjiteiruyo
Surechigau nakade kimiwo shikatta tega imademo itai

Kimiwo tsureteiku shizukesaga miseta
Kouhukutowa yobenai soumatouwa kitto seishino anohiwo wasuresasenaitame

Kikoeru sonokoeni yorisoeba tada natsukashisani tomadotteshimau
Sukoshizutsu tokekonde omoidashi anohiwo mata utsushite hoshiito

"Ikanaide" tonegatta
Anohito onaji gogatsu owarino ameto sayonarawa
Nidomeno saikaiwo nurashi yurasuno
Soshite subetega yumedato bokuwo waraudarou

Hureau yubisakide kanjiau asueno huanwa kotobani naranai
Tada dakiaukotoyorimo kokoroni aru hutarino jijitsuga kienukotowo

Honno sukoshidatta yumenoyouna hibi odayakasugita saigono kotobani

"Wasurenaide" tonegatta
Anohito onaji rokugatu hajimeno ameagarino sora
Nidomeno wakarewo tsugeta taiyou
Soshite subetega yumedato bokuwo waratta kakanna yumedato

Kimiga nokoshita "Barrette" womitsumete kyouwo ikiru

Angol:
"The wet sunflowers hope the future for the two of us.
They bloom kindly with calm faces, it is like protecting us. They await the day."

I look at a puddle and float you there. I still feel you by my side now.
I scolded you when we didn't understand each other well. The hand is still painful.

You were taken by the silence, and it showed me.
The illusion which cannot be called happiness helps me not to forget the day.

When I close my ear to the voice, I get just confused with the memories.
I want you to remember the days.

"Please stay here.", so I hoped.
The rain and separation at the end of May are the same as that day.
They(rain and separation) make the second time meeting wet and shakey.
And I will laugh about the fact that everything was a dream.

I cannot describe the fear for tomorrow. I can feel it when we touch fingers.
Only. I wish for the realities in the two of us rather than hug you.

The days like a dream are too short. Your dying words are so calm and,

"Please do not forget", so I hoped.
The sky after the rain at the beginning of June is the same as that day.
The sun said good-bye for a second time.
And it laughed at me about the fact that everything was a dream, a daring dream.

Today I live for seeing the "Barrette" which you left.