Carried on a windfrom far away, no matter how many times I try to say these words, they never reach you. Once again, my eyes stare somewhereout the window.
  
  This foreboding hasn't changed, I still feel it. Those days are getting blurry...
  Seeing throughblank eyeslike a caged bird, the light of the afternoon sun is just likethe light that shines on youfrom outside.
  
  This foreboding hasn't changed, I still feel it. Those days are becoming blurry...
  
  I feel the changing seasonwill see my promise broken. Even if I reach out with my hands, my heart will stay distant.
  
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  Why do you stare at the sky with your blurry eyes.
  I feel the changing seasonwill see my promise broken.Even if I reach out with my hands,my heart will stay distant.
  
  In the changing season,the one precious to melooked back toward me with those eyes,sighing softly.
  (Your blurry eyes) ...your blurry eyes
  (Your blurry eyes) ...My heart
  (Your blurry eyes) ...will stay
  (Your blurry eyes) ...distant.