君が教えてくれた 花が咲く場所とか
花在哪里开 天上的星座都叫什么还有
空の星座の名前 恋の切なさ
恋爱的难过 都是你教给我的
僕たちはあのベンチで いろいろ話をして
我们坐在那条长椅上 聊了很多很多的内容
1人では知らなかった 何かを見つけた
某种1个人无法了解的 东西被我发现了

過ぎる時間の速さは 楽しいほど速くて
流逝的时光越是快乐 消逝的速度就越快
僕と君の季節も 風のように過ぎ去ったね
我与你的季节也 像风一样很快就离开了呢

一緒にいたかった 誰より近くで
我们曾经在一起 我们最贴近彼此
2人を 守れるのは 2人と 思ってたのに
我明明 认定我们彼此 能维系 这份感情

君は覚えてるかな 好きな野球チームや
不知道你还不记得 你喜欢的那支棒球队
僕の苦手なセロリ キスの長さを…
还有我不爱吃芹菜 我们绵长的吻…
お互いの考え方 聞いたり 答えながら
彼此的思考方式 一边听着 又一边回答
今までは気づかずいた 自分と出逢った
然后遇见了一个 至今都没注意到的自己

わかり合える楽さは 肩を寄せるだけだね
能够互相理解的快乐 只限靠在肩膀上而已
足りなかった“強さ”は 別れの時 手に入れたよ
以前我缺乏的“坚强” 终于在分手之际 得到了哦

一緒にいたかった 思っているけど
以前我的想法是 要和你在一起但是
2人が 輝くのは 2人が離れてるから
我们能 绽放才华 却是分手之后的事

僕と君は 今でも もっと もっと 好きでいるよ
我和你 直到现在 也更加 更加地 喜欢着对方哦

一緒にいたかった 誰より近くで
我们曾经在一起 我们最贴近彼此
2人を 守れるのは 2人と 思ってたのに
我明明 认定我们彼此 能维系 这份感情

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In the afternoon, the sun shines in to
the corner of your room, on the SOFA
that you’d carried with you over the sea.
I have come here, where my beloved you is,
and this is the first time that I’m sitting here.
It’s been half a year today since we had met.

You, who likes to be in your solitude,
and I, who can’t get along with people;
Isn’t it strange, how in no time at all
we have practically melted into each-other?

We had fallen in love tirelessly,
Repeating joys and sorrows without learning a thing.

This is; it will be the be-ginning of my very last love song…
Or so I pray it will be.
As we draw closer now and – cuddle up on this single sofa.
Look, this long, long story of us to-
-gether feels like it’s gotten off to a good start, right?
The sounds of noise really ech-oes so very com-for-tab-ly thr-ough-out this room…

The same warmth in the palms of our joined hands, it fills the void in us;
It causes a tightness in my chest when I feel most satisfied.

What can I, who will someday fall surely
do for you, who will someday disappear?
What is there that we can do?
And what can we leave behind?
And what is there we can keep feeling?

If feelings soaked in sorrow exist,
and must eventually flow away someday with all else,
then joy must exist there, too,
and maybe that will become something that flows away, too.

It has stopped the time, the LAST LOVE SONG…
It keeps on flowing, the LAST LOVE SONG…
It goes round and round, an OLD PLAYER…

12個の季節～4度目の春～
Twelve Seasons~the forth spring~
by Kawashima Ai

From the first time I met you
My hair has stood on end
I knew that this was my first love

Beneath the cherry blossoms
Turning the corner in a convenience store
I set off for the usual station
As I hid behind my friends
I was looking at your face, seen briefly from the side
It’s embarrassing, but when I look at you
When you’re hot playing basketball after school
The sephia colored film of our dreams
Is our only footprints

Once again we’re at school, in my youth
The days that we smiled and made our promise
A moment, forever, the future
There’s still some of today left

On the chalkboard, in white chalk
I wrote our initials
I wondered that if the next morning
You would notice me?
The letter that I started to write to you
On a midwinter night two years ago
Together, I wanted to look at
The deserted sky up on the rooftop

Your face is very radiant
Left over in my graduation album
The familiar street sides, the twilight
These feelings seem very fragile

The twelve seasons
Flew by in an instant
In the fourth spring, it was goodbye

Cowardly people, strong people, I’ve seen a lot of faces
I loved them all
I just can’t confess
My friends are okay with this
Tomorrow will be “goodbye”
But my first love is off on a journey
In the end, I won’t forget
The tears that you shed