季節の終わりに吹く風

街を歩く
頬にあたる夕陽が暖い

街はワインレッドに染り

行き交う人波

街に明かりが灯り

風が優しく冷たい

季節の移り変わりを感じ

紅く染る街並みに

後ろ髪引かれる

-戒-



At the end of the season, 
the wind blows,


Walking through the streets,


The evening sun 
warmly touches my cheeks,


The city is dyed in wine red,


A tide of people comes and goes,
The city lights illuminate the scene,


The wind is gently cold,
I feel the transition of the seasons,


As the streetscape turns crimson,
I am reluctantly captivated by it all,


-Kai-




God bless you.
































































































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