When I smell the fragrance of the lilacs,
it brings back memories I can't forget.
Embracing my sadness filled with painful sun glare,
I cry leaning against the bus window.
When I stand under the shade of the roadside tree,
I see the image of you leaving.
When fall comes with cold, blowing rain,
I'll erase it with the brisk morning wind.
What a beautiful world...
I won't forget
the story of the love I once had.
The roadside tree is becoming fainter in the starlight,
but its fragrance is even stronger under the heavens.
When I stand under the shade of the roadside tree,
I see the image of you leaving.
When fall comes with cold, blowing rain,
I'll erase it with the brisk morning wind.
What a beautiful world...
I won't forget
the story of the love I once had.
The roadside tree is becoming fainter in the starlight,
but its fragrance is even stronger under the heavens.
What a beautiful world...
I won't forget
the story of the love I once had.
The roadside tree is becoming fainter in the starlight,
but its fragrance is even stronger under the heavens.
This beautiful world... You always knew
I was in love by the way I looked.
The roadside tree is becoming fainter in the starlight.
but its fragrance is even stronger under the heavens.
You, whom I loved, do you know?