Another season comes to say hello.
The wind blows outside and the leaves fall,
Giving a sad look to the lonely streets.
But the memories remain.
These memories don’t go away with a simple breeze.


The seasons come and go, year by year...


These memories still hurting right here in my broken heart.
But the memories remain. These memories don’t go away with a simple breeze.


The seasons come and go, year by year...


But you...you won’t come back. You won’t come back to say 'hello'.
And I! I'll be right here, the next autumn, just thinking of you…
Thinking of you.
Another season comes to say hello.
The wind blows outside, giving a sad look to the lonely streets. But the memories remain.