Sukima nai nyuudougumo no shita
Ano hi wa haha to futari
Higasa o sashite te o hikare
Aruiteta natsu no michi
Semi shigure ni kiesou na koe de
"Minna hitori de ikite yuku mono
Osanasugiru watashi wa kitto
Kotaerarenai koto o kiki
Anata no senaka de itsu shika
Nemutteta naki mo sezu
Korekara kuru yuudachi no yokan
Arekara no watashi-tachi o maru de
Ano hi no anata ni chikadzuite
Totsuzen shagamikonde nagashita
Saigo no namida
Anata no kimochi
Ano natsu no nioi
Under the thick clouds,
I was with my mother that day...
With her parasol up, she held my hand
As we walked down the summer path.
Her voice nearly drowned by the chirping crickets,
Over and over she said,
"Everyone goes through life alone
Not turning back."
Too young, I surely
Heard things I couldn't answer...
Before I knew it, I was sleeping
At your back, not crying at all.
A presentiment of the coming evening shower,
The echo of distant thunder --
Almost as if to forecast
How we would be since that time...
As I approach you as you were that day,
I finally understand
Why you suddenly squatted down,
And shed those final tears.
The smell of that summer...