Romaji
Massugu na me de waratta
Saisho no deai kara kimi wa kawaranai ne
Toumei na sora ni yoku niau hada ga
Marude atarashii asu e to sasou you
Heddofon kara nagareru natsukashii baraado
Kokoro wo kasanenagara cry and...
Neibii buruu e sora ga kawaru week end
Hitori naiteru kimi wo omoi
Chikaku tooi onaji kono machi de
Fureru koto sae dekinaide iru sonna weekend
Sotto kisetsu wa kawatteku
Nagareru toki wa odayaka ni mimamoru dake de
Kankei wa ima ya akirameta you ni
Sugisaru koto mo chikadzuku koto mo naku
Tsuiyashita aijou no yuku saki wa munashiku
Nayameru kimi sukuu koto mo dekinai
Kimi yo douka shiawase de ite to
Wasurenaide negatte iru yo
Todokanai to shirinagara inoru
Nasakenaku mo itoshii omoi idaita week end
Ai sareru hito nante itsumo zankoku nan deshou
Ataete wa mimamoru dake no setsunasa wo
Daremo ga shiru hazu na noni
Neibii buruu e sora ga kawaru week end
Hitori naiteru kimi wo omoi
Chikaku tooi onaji kono machi de
Fureru koto sae dekinaide iru sonna weekend
Nasakenaku mo itoshii omoi dake idaita week end |
English
You haven’t changed since we met for the first time
And you smiled at me with straightforward eyes
Your skin, a lot like the clear sky
Seems to draw me to a new tomorrow
A nostalgic ballad plays on my headphones
As we join our hearts as one, we cry and…
On a weekend when the sky turns navy blue
I think of you, crying alone
A weekend when we can’t even touch
Close, yet far in this same town
The seasons quietly change
As they go by, we just watch peacefully
We seem to have given up on this relationship
We neither move apart nor get closer
The destination of the love I’ve given is hollow
And I can’t even save you from your worries
I’m praying, never forgetting
For you to be happy
I keep praying though I know it won’t reach you
Pathetic as it is, I still love you, this weekend
People who are loved are probably always cruel
Though everyone surely knows about the pain
That they give and then just watch
On a weekend when the sky turns navy blue
I think of you, crying alone
A weekend when we can’t even touch
Close, yet far in this same town
Pathetic as it is, I still love you, this weekend |