終焉の季節
嗚呼...運命の淵を彷徨った
嗚呼...傷みさえ何故か微笑ましく
嗚呼...歯車に支配されていた
嗚呼...あの頃も不思議と懷かしい
吹かないで葉を搖らす風
行かないで大地を飾る紅葉
唯今は廻り行くこの日々を数え
暖かな胸に抱いて
せめて終わり告げる雪が掌を濡らすまで
この命が果てるまで
嗚呼...人は何故生まれ傷付いて
嗚呼...人は何故儚さを愛せる
吹かないで葉を搖らす風
行かないで大地を飾る紅葉
唯今は悲しみも剃なさも哀れみも憎しみも
全てを棄てて
吹かないで葉を搖らす風
行かないで大地を飾る紅葉
唯今は廻り行くこの日々を数え
暖かな胸に抱いて
せめて終わり告げる雪が掌を濡らすまで
この命が果てるまで
Season of Demise
Ah... Even the pain from wandering the abyss of fate
For some reason feels pleasant
Ah... Even the time I was controlled by gears
Feels strangely missed
Don't blow, wind that shakes the leaves
Don't go, autumn colours that decorate the land
And now I just count the passing days,
Hugging them to my warm chest
At least until the snow that tells me of the end wets my palms
Until my life ends
Ah... why are people born and hurt?
Ah... why can people love transience so?
Don't blow, wind that shakes the leaves
Don't go, autumn colours that decorate the land
And now I just cast away my sorrow,
My pain, my compassion, my hatred, all of it
Don't blow, wind that shakes the leaves
Don't go, autumn colours that decorate the land
And now I just count the passing days,
Hugging them to my warm chest
At least until the snow that tells me of the end wets my palms
Until my life ends