Even now, do you remember when we met?
On the outskirts of the quiet town, behind the mill
Atop the hill, where we always gazed at the sunset
When the air was cold, huddling next to each other's shoulders
We weren't thinking of anything like being apart, having dreams like children

The scent of sweet chocolate
Is the memory of the season that you gave to me
"The kiss of us, who are not used to being grown up..."
We tightly embraced nervously and unnaturally
Now, remnants of you wraped in sepia... sink into my heart

What sort of person do you love now?
Your voice has already faded
From those far away times, we've lost touch
Residing in long ago memories, even if you cease to exist
An unforgettable scene awakens, passing through time

The scent of sweet chocolate
Is the memory of the season that you gave to me
"The kiss of us, who are not used to being grown up..."
We tightly embraced nervously and unnaturally
Now, remnants of you wraped in sepia... sink into my heart

If it was a chance miracle that will happen only once
How is it possible for me to love someone besides you?
The flame of us who were young and weak, is no longer burning
The goodbye not said a second time... sinks into my heart

Even now, do you remember when we met?
On the outskirts of the quiet town, behind the mill...