Kirari Futari

Chasing after the passing seasons
Barefoot sandals, watching the sparkling waves
Listening carefully to casual words
Looking up at the faint sky, touching the disappearing time

I don't need the passing thoughts
Make sure the voice doesn't disappear with time

The twinkling sea swaying in the starry sand
The white moon melting into the horizon, the two of us

I don't need the passing thoughts
Make sure the voice doesn't disappear with time