vineri, 20 martie 2009

Paris wa Aki-iro

invited by the autumn wind I arrived in a cafe in the afternoon
with the love story (romance) that I was reading a breath closing my eyes

a carpet of withered leaves I walked towards a person
an avenue lined with poplars the vestiges of that day

Adieu to the sound of withered leaves dancing while falling and to this year that sings of love
alors a preparation melody that plays with the wind I can't hear you

invited by the autumn wind I went astray in a cafe of Paris
the echoing sound reachs the former myself

certainly it's winter again, right? the city (Paris) where you live
I began a trip for one person just you, Champs-Elysées

Adieu to the colour of withered leaves dancing while falling and to this year dyed with love
alors each walk in the season of the city we missed each other

an airmail arrived from you words of farewell
the love of three year and half turned into fallen leaves

Adieu

in "PARIS", the city the two of us dreamed of the person that you loved lives alone
now in the city where the two of us lived I wish for happiness

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