Romaji
Watashi no maegami ni sotto nobashita
Anata no yubisaki ga tsumanda hanabira
Hohoemitai keredo nakigao ni naru
Sotsugyou shiki ni mau omoide no shiori
Zutto zutto wasurenai wa
Sakurairo no sora no shita wo
Watashitachi wa aruite ikou
Tachidomarazu furikaerazu
Jibun rashiku sorezore no michi
Sakurairo no sora no shita wo
Mae wo muite shinjite ikou
Chiheisen no mukou gawa ni
Tsugi no kisetsu ga meguri yume ga kanau made
Te mo nigira nakatta tomodachi no mama
Anata kara moratta kotoba wa eien
Sotsugyou arubamu wo hiraku sono tabi
Yasashii manazashi wo kitto sagasu deshou
Sore wa hajimete no koi deshita
Sakurairo no kaze no you ni
Toorisugiru kagayaita hibi
Eda ga yurete hana ga chitte
Haru wa owari otona ni narou
Sakurairo no kaze no you ni
Itsu no hi ni ka omoidashitai
Mune no oku ga kyunto suru yo
Seishun wa itsu datte ato de kizuku mono
Sakurairo no sora no shita wo
Watashitachi wa aruite ikou
Tachidomarazu furikaerazu
Jibun rashiku sorezore no michi
Sakurairo no sora no shita wo
Mae wo muite shinjite ikou
Chiheisen no mukou gawa ni
Tsugi no kisetsu ga meguri yume ga kanau made
Mankai no yume ga saku hi made |
English
You picked flower petals with your fingers
And quietly held them out to my fringe
I want to smile, but I tear up instead
Bookmarks filled with memories flutter at our graduation
I’ll never, ever forget you
Let’s walk
Under this sky the colour of cherry blossoms
Down our own paths, in our own way
Without stopping, without looking back
Let’s look forward
And believe in this sky the colour of cherry blossoms
The next seasons will come from beyond the horizon
Until our dreams come true
We never even held hands, we were just friends
I’ll have the words you said to me forever
Every time I open my yearbook
I’m sure I’ll look for your gentle eyes
This was my first love
Those shining days passed by
Like the wind the colour of cherry blossoms
When the branches sway and the flowers fall
And the season ends, let’s grow up
Like the wind the colour of cherry blossoms
I want to remember you some day
My heart is aching
Nobody notices youth until it’s over
Let’s walk
Under this sky the colour of cherry blossoms
Down our own paths, in our own way
Without stopping, without looking back
Let’s look forward
And believe in this sky the colour of cherry blossoms
The next seasons will come from beyond the horizon
Until our dreams come true
Until the days our dreams are in full bloom
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