Komorebi no shita kuchizusamu
Oboetate no merodi
Togireru tabi ni sotto
Yorisou you ni anata no koe

Atarashii kisetsu no deai wa
Naze da ka natsukashikute
Fueteku ki ga shiteru
Kakegae no nai uta

Kaze ni fukarete kagayaku peeji
Donna keshiki o egaite yukou
Hikari no naka de fukuramu tsubomi
Sora o miagete ita

Hizashi to asobu mizu shibuk
Benchi made ato sukoshi
Ate domo naku hanasou
Boku to anata no koto

Suki na kotoba de umeteku peeji
Sore wa yosou mo dekinai iro de
Kata o narabete hokorobu tsubomi
Asu o yumemite ita

Kaze ni fukarete kagayaku peeji
Mekurete itsuka wasurenai you ni
Shiori kawari ni hajimari no uta
Zutto kuchizusamou

Yasashiku yureru bokura no hibi ni
Donna keshiki o egaite yukou
Hikari no naka de irozuku tsubomi
Sora o miagete ita
Hikari abite sora o miagete ita

木漏れ日の下くちずさむ
覚えたてのメロディ
とぎれるたびにそっと
寄り添うようにあなたの声

新しい季節の出会いは
なぜだか懐かしくて
増えてく気がしてる
かけがえのないうた

風に吹かれて輝くページ
どんな景色を描いてゆこう
ひかりの中でふくらむ蕾
空を見上げていた

陽射しと遊ぶ水飛沫
ベンチまであとすこし
あてどもなく話そう
僕とあなたのこと

好きな言葉で埋めてくページ
それは予想もできない色で
肩を並べてほころぶ蕾
明日を夢みていた

風に吹かれて輝くページ
めくれていつか忘れないように
栞代わりにはじまりのうた
ずっとくちずさもう

優しく揺れる僕らの日々に
どんな景色を描いてゆこう
ひかりの中で色づく蕾
空を見上げていた
ひかり浴びて　空を見上げていた

Sunlight filters through the leaves
I hum a newly learned melody
When I falter, your voice fades in gently
As if its lending me support

An encounter in a new season
Feels familiar for some reason?
They seem to multiply as time passes
These precious melodies of ours

The sparkling pages, scattered by the wind
What scenes will we paint on them?
A flower blooms amidst our light
As I gaze up towards the sky

Splashes of water plays in the sunlight
Fairly close to the bench we're sitting on
Let's talk aimlessly
About you and me

Filling these pages with my favorite words
It's becoming quite the unpredictable color
Flowers start to bloom one after the other
As I dream about what tomorrow will bring

The sparkling pages, scattered by the wind
Flipping them over so I won't ever forget
Instead of bookmarking it, I'll continue to sing
The song of our beginnings

Our days sway gently in the breeze
What scenes will we paint on them?
A flower changes color amidst our light
As I gaze up towards the sky
As I gaze up towards the sky, bathing in its light