The sunlight lined up with my shoulders slides off the window frame,
As a shadowy pattern nibbles at the edge of my notebook.

A laughing voice that sounds like yours comes occasionally from the school building,
And if I close my eyes just a bit amidst that comfort…
Just as if I’ve disappeared,
No one’s looking at me;
Only the sense of me is here.

Even that girl who waved, saying, “See you tomorrow!”,
Is surely now amidst the city – part of the commotion.
With a commonly heard voice made up of what’s left,
After being snatched away,
She sees a common dream.

By the time the sunlight that was lined up with my shoulders sleeps at my feet,
A star pattern will lie in the corner of the classroom I awake in.
I try straining my eyes:
This world, in which no one resides,
Only reflects the sense of everyone being here.

Quickly, I rush to pick up the season as it grows distant.
I look back at you.
Gently, this repeats.
The finger that traces these smudged letters,
Is seeing a sudden tomorrow…
Having an unaware dream…

That waving girl,
Says goodbye in the same voice as mine.

Even that girl who waved, saying, “See you tomorrow!”,
Is surely still amidst the city – part of the commotion.
Thinking she’ll never make something of herself, she knows not what to do with,
A sudden tomorrow…
An unaware dream…

I simply rush to look back upon the season as it grows distant;
That’s right, without you.
Every day I get better at pretending I don’t care –
I can keep on walking;
That’s right, without you.

Ahh…

肩を並べていた陽が窓枠をすべり落ち
ノートの端を齧り取る　影模様

校舎からときどき君に似た笑い声がする
心地よさに少しだけ目を閉じれば
まるで消えたみたいに
誰もわたしを見てない
気配だけがここにある

また明日ね、って手を振るあの子も
きっと今は街の中　雑踏の一部
掠め取られた後に残された
ありふれた声で
ありがちな夢をみる

肩を並べていた陽が足元に眠るころ
目覚めた教室の隅に　星模様
目を凝らして見る
誰もいない世界は
気配だけを映して

足早に遠のく季節を拾う
君を振り返る
そっと繰り返す
擦れた文字をなぞる指先が
唐突な明日を
無自覚な夢をみている

手を振るあの子は
わたしと同じ声でさよならを

また明日ね、って手を振るあの子は
きっと今も街の中　雑踏の一部
何者にもなれないって　もてあます
唐突な明日を
無自覚な夢を

ただ足早に遠のいていく季節を振り返る
そうよ　君なしで
平気なふりは日毎上手くなる
歩いていける
そうよ　君なしで

ああ