オルヴォワール (au revoir)

On the road where our footsteps always echoed for two
The withered street trees
Made us realize our grown strides

The small fallen leaves brushing against our shoulders
Return to the sky
Even the raging wind somehow feels dear now
And I softly smiled

The familiar figure leaning by the window
Reflected in the dim sunlight and disappears
The words whispered in overflowing emotions
At least until the dream wakes

I want to hold you tighter and sleep
Even now that it has turned into gentle memories
I want to hold you in these arms and sleep
Just like when we first met

Leaning by the window in the rustling row of trees
Whispering the same words softly once again
Even if the figure from that time disappears
At least in the dream

I want to hold you tighter and sleep
Even now that it has turned into gentle memories
I want to hold you in these arms and sleep
Just like that day when we first met
Just like the two of us

I want to hold you tighter and sleep
I want to hold you in these arms and sleep
I want to hold you tighter and sleep
I want to hold you in these arms and sleep