6. Kakera – Subete no Omoitachi he –

On a street corner where a cold wintry wind cried, a white breath that’s sensitive to the cold,
‘At the turn of the season your eyes are easy to catch a cold’, was it?

Within the drifting time when I’m not busy,
even now a drop on the withering leaves is whispering, ‘hello’
Even when the fleeting seasons come around again, I’m thinking of you
I want to tell you what’s reflecting in these eyes
‘Hello’, don’t avert those eyes

It would have been better if it had been more like you to give a blunt attitude as an answer
rather than the condolence of borrowed things overflowing with unpleasantness

No matter how much stronger the feelings grow,
what I will convey is definitely just a little bit

Release it, even if they won’t become words, go towards tomorrow without hesitating
I want to feel it, the echo reverberating in my chest
‘Hallo’, don’t eradicate that voice

It would be better if it conveys, even if it’s a mistake
I want to deliver this phrase to you now

On this asphalt where tears welled up, I will make flowers bloom
Even now I can say it to the night sky that seems about to fall, ‘hello’
Even if tomorrow won’t come, if I can be beside you
I want to tell you what’s reflecting in these eyes
So don’t let go of that hand