Why do chasing clouds,
Yearning for the summer sky,
Shine so brightly?

In a sky-blue chair,
Someone was smiling,
But all that remains are shadows.

A hat whisked away by the wind,
Is sitting atop the water’s surface,
Searching for a place to sink.

Nonetheless it seems to be,
In such a cheerful way,
Gazing up at the sky.

If we scatter the leaves, going down a narrow path,
The smells of winter are right by our side.

Migratory birds that fell behind their flock,
Fly south as if saying, “we don’t want to be alone!”
The wind hastens.

In that chair, following someone’s departure,
Loneliness is sitting quietly.

You’ve done well to come so far;
I’m sure you’ll be there,
Until autumn reaches its end.

夏空を慕い
追いかけて行く雲は
どうしてあんなに光るの

そらいろの椅子に
誰かが笑っていた
影だけ残る

風に流された
帽子が水の上で
沈み行く場所を探して

それでも何だか
華やいだかたちで
空を見上げてる

花を散らして小道を行けば
冬の匂いがすぐ側にある

群れに遅れた渡りの鳥が
一人は嫌だと南へ
風は急ぐ

誰かが立ち去ったあとの椅子には
寂しさがそっと座ってる

よくきたね
きっと秋が終わるまで
そこにいるんだね