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You know, when this city is sinking in twilight,
somewhere in this world the sun is rising.

When this flower in your hands withers,
it will probably shed a small seed.

If the trampled down soil is called a road,
can closing my eyes be called love?

If the Earth was flat, we would have never met.
We were running to be away from each other.

Not slowing down, even though we're so far apart now,
amongst the repeating miracles, we will come face to face again.

You know, when the twilight will leave this city,
I'll ask it to take these tears away.

If what letters tell is called a story,
are unreachable words part of a dream?

Carried by a tree leaf floatind down the clear river
they head for the sea, become a cloud and fall down with the rain
to help raise the seed dropped near you but far from here.

It would be nice if you could notice it in that far place

Since the Earth spins endlessly,
the scenery outside this half-opened window will change
into the season when the flower I loved quietly blooms.

Going in circle, in the end we will come face to face again.

We will come face to face again.