Paroles et traduction Hiroji Miyamoto - SEPTEMBER

SEPTEMBER

辛子色のシャツ追いながら 飛び乗った電車のドア
いけないと知りながら 振り向けば隠れた
街は色づいたクレヨン画 涙まで染めて走る
年上の人に会う 約束と知ってて

September そしてあなたは
September 秋に変わった
夏の陽射しが弱まるように心に翳がさした
September そして九月は
September さよならの国
解きかけてる愛の結び目 涙が木の葉になる

会ってその人に頼みたい 彼のこと返してねと
でもだめね気の弱さ くちびるも凍える

September そしてあなたは
September 秋に変わった
話す事さえなくなるなんて私に飽きた証拠
September そして九月は
September さよならの国
めぐる季節の彩りの中一番淋しい月

借りていた Dictionary 明日返すわ
"Love" という言葉だけ切り抜いた後
それが Good-bye, good-bye

September そしてあなたは
September 秋に変わった
私ひとりが傷つくことが残されたやさしさね
September そして九月は
September さよならの国
トリコロールの海辺の服も二度と着る事はない

SEPTEMBER

Chasing your mustard-colored shirt, I jumped on the train door.
Knowing it was wrong, I turned around and hid.
The city is a colored crayon drawing, even my tears run.
I knew I was meeting an older man.

September, and you
September, you changed into autumn.
As the summer sun weakens, a shadow falls on my heart.
September, and September is
September, a country of farewells.
Untying the knot of love we're unraveling, my tears become leaves on the trees.

Meeting him, I wanted to ask him to return him to me.
But I couldn't, my weakness, my lips froze.

September, and you
September, you changed into autumn.
We don't even talk anymore, proof that you're tired of me.
September, and September is
September, a country of farewells.
The most lonely month among the changing seasons.

The dictionary I borrowed, I'll return it tomorrow.
After tearing out only the word "Love".
That's Good-bye, good-bye.

September, and you
September, you changed into autumn.
The only thing left is my own hurt, your last act of kindness.
September, and September is
September, a country of farewells.
I'll never wear the tricolor beach dress again.