"Kotoshi no kure de SUTAJIO (Studio) ga shimaru
Mou ichido atsumarou ze?"
Shiranai MEERU (E-mail) o aketa totanni
12(juu-ni)-nen kan ga umaru
"Honki ka na" tsubuyaku to
Kaigi ga tomatta
Ano hi kara sabitagen
Roku ni hikenai boku dakedo
Sorezore aruku michi o
Bokura nari ni ano toki eranda hazu
Saigo no ANKOORU (Encore) wa
Arekara zutto mune de naritsudzuketeiru
Hanpa na kimochi deae wa shinai to
Tagai ni saketeita ne
Kodomo ga dekita uwasa mo kiita yo
Soredemo BANDO (Band) shiteru
"Owarenai" namida koe
Furikaeri mo sezu
Tenimotsu wa GITAA (Guitar) dake
Kimi wa yakou BASU (Bus) ni notta
Wasurete shimaeru hodo
Asai yume ja nakatta kui wa nai yo
Bokura no ano ketsudan daremo ga keiken suru
Natsu no kousaten
Mijuku na kashi no mama de
Ikite yukeru to minna shinjiteita
Tonari de utaidase yo
Omoide no ano rifu o kakinarasu yo
Sorezore aruku michi wa
Dare ga tadashi inante kimerarenai
Bokura ga egaita yume
Tokidoki tashikameyou ano toki no tame ni
"The studio's closing at the end of this year;
Why don't we all meet up there one last time?"
The instant I open this unfamiliar email,
Twelve years comes flooding back.
I whispered "Are you serious?"
And the meeting stopped.
Since that day, I've barely been able
To play my guitar with its rusty strings.
These separate roads then,
But that last encore
Has always rung out in my heart.
We avoided each other,
Feeling that we couldn't meet up half-heartly.
I heard you've had a baby,
But you're still playing in your band.
"This can't end", you said tearfully,
And got on the night bus,
Without looking back,
Carrying only your guitar.
This dream wasn't shallow enough to forget;
I have no regrets.
Everyone experiences the decision we made,
At the crossroads in the summer.
We all believed that we could live
On immature songs --
Sing next to me;
Play that riff that brings back so many memories.
Nobody can decide
If our respective roads are right.
Let's check on our dream sometimes,
Like we did then.
Now and always...