the rain coloring the month of June
poured down a long, long time
your words,
which I'd kept waiting for forever and ever,
vanished in the sound of the rain

I cut the bangs which began
to get long a little myself
I'm sure the only one who noticed
was you

come closer to my side
close enough that I can feel your breath
the swaying flower falls apart and scatters
touching fingers intertwine

the thoughts which are dancing and swaying about
seem to pile on top of the flower petals
embrace me strongly without any hesitation
because it's fine even if you hurt me or make me cry
when my earnest wish which bloomed
overnight overnight overnight comes true
it'll finally wither
even if it's fate
in the rain in a dream
let me hear the drowned out words
under an umbrella shared by the two of us

the goodnight phone calls before going to bed
had continued every night, but
it changing to every other day
started from that day, didn't it?

I always knew that girls
with flowing long hair
slender arms and big chests
were your type

tears overflow, dripping down
when the wish from that day comes true
you promised "I'll take you to the ocean," didn't you?
I will never, ever forget
flower petals that are swaying, sway, swayed
will someday fall
I finally understood that
it hurts a bit, but
in the rain in the wind
if it will finally wither, then bloom to the fullest
because love that has bloomed will scatter someday

the thoughts which are dancing and swaying about
seem to pile on top of the flower petals
embrace me strongly without any hesitation
because it's fine even if you hurt me or make me cry
when my earnest wish which bloomed
overnight overnight overnight comes true
it'll finally wither
even if it's fate
in the rain in a dream
let me hear the drowned out words
will a withered flower never bloom again?
under an umbrella shared by the two of us