Still I remembered,
the park I went out after school with flinging my satchel
Still I remembered,
the unchanged scenery as if it was just yesterday
A round candied apple like a full moon,
shaved ice with colorful syrup
Cumulonimbus, cotton candies began to melt,
that was a taste of love in the vivid festival
"Let's go home when a crow caws." 
Grown-ups told with waving their hands
Though we hid stealthy to the rooftop and looked up into the heavens
"The end of the summer was beautiful."
Again I've dreamed,
an ordinal memory for a split second
Again I've dreamed the same,
and was puzzled as if I'm at the end of the world
Running along the coastline in the midnight, 
marshmallows were burnt and charred
Fomalhaut, pointed glimmers,
behind the stellar disappeared secretly
Cicada shells on the verge,
failed to extract a glass ball inside lemonade bin
Crushed specimens, empty insect cage
"The end of the summer was beautiful."
I didn't want to say that old days are better than today
Even after tearing and throwing the color faded diary away,
I believed that there are still colors remain and never disappear
Listening to songs of Numbergirl with leaking its sound from earphones, 
which admired by a young wander-girl
I tried to search for the transparent girl,
but time slipped away and my heart was rusted through
With waiting for the cry of the crow,
I started homeward in the scenery similar to the old days
Through the noises from far away,
I heard fireworks launched
"The end of the summer was beautiful."
"The end of the summer was, so beautiful."
