That's right, you're the one that looked at me and laughed right?
You're that delicate face that leans against the window and cries.

Right now I'm following you who's sitting in the backseat of a car.
I ran and ran for a long time.

I know it's such a short time but I could feel it.
Those times when it was hard to live
And you were worn out from your tears.

Don't cry again. When we meet again
Be with someone better than me and
Smile greatly in his embrace.
Forget me.

Even if I say that it hurts to death,
I can endure it now.
Because I know how you who cried cause you hurt, feels, I'm happy.

Right now with puffy eyes and as you
Bit your lip you worry about me.
Don't.
A smiling face suits you the best.
I love you.

I love you to no end. Your one word that repeated over and over.
I'll just remember those lips.

I know that we'll meet sometime or another.
As we miss each other, like today our small chance of fate
Is like a scence from a movie.

Don't cry again. When we meet again
Be with someone better than me and
Smile greatly in his embrace.
Forget me.

Even if I say that it hurts to death,
I can endure it now.
Because I know how you, who cried cause you hurt, feels, I'm happy.

Promise me one thing.
That only today that you've met me,
That only for today you'll cry.
And don't cry again.
And forget me for forever.

Even if I say that it hurts to death,
I can endure it now.
Because I know how you who cried cause you hurt, feels, I'm happy.

03. Fragrance of Memory
Translation by: Jungie (also credit: aheeyah.com)

At the end of longing, you always have endless tears.
Upon your withering shoulders, you cut your hair long.
I wonder if you, who worries about me, knows.
I should give everything to you, even my memories that have lost it's owner.
So that even if you're left in the hillside where you wonder, you won't hurt.

That one person who made me live.
How could I forget you?
Because of you, I live another day today too.
Even if I cry and hurt alot, I'm going to endure it.
So that when you hear of my sad news from far away you won't cry.
Forever.

Ontop the fine piano where you somtimes played for me
Lies just the far away times that is like dust.
To me who's being worn out from waiting, I wish for tomorrow not to come.
My farsighted love that is looking for the blown away fragrance, is so poor.

In the picture that I haven't had the nerve to burn so many times,
You are smiling.
Next time, even the next time so that even your soul will not have to wander around again.

That's right, I can't just put away the many happenings.
Like my tears that sometimes tire, bury it all inside the name of memory.
In the name of love, bury all the things remembered over time and time again, everything so nothing will be

Left, all the things that will no longer be remembered.