エイミー [Amy] [English translation]

Spill it from your mouth once more

Playing the guitar in a two-beat rhythm

Three more verses of lyrics to write

Summer's arriving for the fourth time

A realization of a misunderstood story is much too late

On the six straw mats¹ in my head, we live together

Things we'd like to forget and things we don't understand belong to us

I still believe in the end of this long night

Now, everything about life is stupid to me

Even the white clouds flowing above

My imagination is tracing back to you

And how you're always in that summer

Even as decades hurry by

There were some things you'd just never forgive me for

The view of life written in these lyrics

Were only turned into a letter

Words are but goods to be consumed

Memories cast to the bottom

In longing for something, crape myrtles² begin blooming

As it is, look

As it is, somewhere in a distant country, I wander in the gaps of a narrow summer

Now, everything about life has been written by you, and yet it's like an unshakable habit

My imagination is tracing back to a piece of paper

And how you're always at the edge of my fingertip

That's enough already

Now, one more time because this song is the last

There's nothing more to say, even so

Life is said and done

It's fine now, so sing

Now, everything about life is stupid to me

Even the white clouds flowing above

My imagination is tracing back to me

And how you're always in that summer