Haru (English)

I’m viewing the town filled with the scent of bloom

Feeling alone, just a little

I’ve never smiled from the bottom of my heart

‘cause I compare myself to everyone

I envy what I already know

Losing control of my lonely mind

Hurting your heart with my sting words—it’s too late

Standing in the breeze, I am, all alone

Climbing up the gentle hill, if I could see the view from the top

I'd remember the words you said while I hope you'd know

I want to see you again, in that scene, without a doubt

But I can’t let go of you, not even till the last

Walking through the street filled with scent of bloom

I feel alone, just a little

I can’t help but cry, drowning in misery

‘cause I compare myself to everyone

I regret what I never learned

I crave what I can never have

I yearn for what I've left behind, it's too late

Standing in the breeze, I am, all alone

Climbing up the gentle hill, if I could see the view from the top

I'd remember the words you said while I hope you’d know

I want to see you again, in that scene, without a doubt

But I can’t let go of you, not even till the last

A half-eaten dessert, garnished with

Bell roses, faint red like your cheek

The shadows of your innocence linger in my mind

Whenever you want, I’ll be by your side

Climbing up the gentle hill, if I could see the view from the top

I'd remember the words you said while I hope you’d know

I want to see you again, in that scene, without a doubt

But I can’t let go of... 'cause I'm

Climbing up the gentle hill, if I could see the view from the top

I'd remember the words you said while I hope you’d know

I want to see you again, in that scene, without a doubt

But I can’t let go of you, not even till the last