[Pre-Chorus 1]
That symbol of high summer has faded into the background, and August is drawing to a close.

[Chorus 1]
The blue sky stretches high, with thin white clouds drifting by.
The breeze blowing from the east feels pleasant.
A summer without towering thunderheads or sudden evening showers is passing us by.

[Verse 2]
The temperature is 29℃; it feels like it’s dropping a bit, and the heat is easing ever so slightly. Yesterday, I transplanted the small carrot and cabbage seedlings-which I’d started in pots-out into the field.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I got my hands on an avocado pit-a fruit of summer-and decided to try planting it.

[Chorus 2]
The blue sky stretches high, with thin white clouds drifting by.
The breeze blowing from the east feels pleasant.
A summer without towering thunderheads or sudden evening showers is passing us by.

[Verse 3]
In the evening, a full moon rose from the eastern horizon, looking brighter and slightly larger than usual. Down at the shore, whitecaps crested the high waves, and the sea breeze blew from the south.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
The sunset in the western sky gradually faded, and darkness enveloped the surroundings.

[Chorus 3]
The blue sky stretches high, with thin white clouds drifting by.
The breeze blowing from the east feels pleasant.
A summer without towering thunderheads or sudden evening showers is passing us by.

[Bridge]
The sky suggested it would be sunny again tomorrow.
It felt as though these sunny days would go on and on.

[Final Chorus]
The blue sky stretches high, with thin white clouds drifting by.
The breeze blowing from the east feels pleasant.
A summer without towering thunderheads or sudden evening showers is passing us by.

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
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[Chorus 1]
Is this the message I’ve been waiting for?
Or is it just some useless software notification?
How could such a bizarre mistake possibly happen?

[Verse 2]
It’s a city located at the foot of the High Atlas Mountains in western Morocco, with a population of 1070838. Why am I getting a rental car advertisement from a place so far away?

[Pre-Chorus 2]
It’s 17000 kilometers away-you just want to ask, “How am I supposed to go rent a car there?”

[Chorus 2]
Is this the message I’ve been waiting for?
Or is it just some useless software notification?
How could such a bizarre mistake possibly happen?

[Verse 3]
Digital systems are supposed to be accurate; CPUs calculate with absolute precision. Yet the result is this absurd error-it makes all the hard work put into creating this feel like it was all for nothing.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
I’m left speechless and exasperated, just wanting to throw up my hands in disbelief.

[Chorus 3]
Is this the message I’ve been waiting for?
Or is it just some useless software notification?
How could such a bizarre mistake possibly happen?

[Bridge]
That comment came yesterday, and it came again today, so I disabled comments to stop it from happening tomorrow.
Maintaining a website is a real hassle.

[Final Chorus]
Is this the message I’ve been waiting for?
Or is it just some useless software notification?
How could such a bizarre mistake possibly happen?

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
A small shop
Standing quietly.

[Chorus 1]
Open the music link, and it whisks you away to a world of sound.
Surrender yourself to the cascading melodies-it feels so good.

[Verse 2]
There, you’ll find lyrics that haven’t lifted your spirits or resonated with you.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
A quiet, lonely shop
With no customers in sight.

[Chorus 2]
Open the music link, and it whisks you away to a world of sound.
Surrender yourself to the cascading melodies-it feels so good.

[Verse 3]
It is a digital space,
With a virtual address,
That you can see,
With your own eyes.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
There’s no trendy music here,
But it’s sure to lift your spirits.

[Chorus 3]
Open the music link, and it whisks you away to a world of sound.
Surrender yourself to the cascading melodies-it feels so good.

[Bridge]
I’d be happy
If you like it,
But it would be amazing if it resonated with you.

[Final Chorus]
Open the music link, and it whisks you away to a world of sound.
Surrender yourself to the cascading melodies-it feels so good.

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
It has been sunny here for a long time; while there are sweet potatoes, the selection of other vegetables is sparse.

[Chorus 1]
The wind from the south,
Blowing with gale – force intensity,
Threatens to knock me off balance,
Carrying the scent of the sea.

[Verse 2]
The friendly woman at the shop swaps the bitter melon I was about to buy for a different, yellow-green one, warning that the first might turn red by evening. Small sweet potatoes are lined up for sale.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I pay and ask what vegetables will be appearing on the shelves next.
She tells me cabbage and napa cabbage.

[Chorus 2]
The wind from the south,
Blowing with gale – force intensity,
Threatens to knock me off balance,
Carrying the scent of the sea.

[Verse 3]
Leaving the shop, I head east along the coastal highway. The sky is overcast, but it doesn’t rain again. I pass a shochu distillery and turn right. I ride down a hill, pass a concrete plant, and turn right.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
I come to a halt at the JR railway crossing, check for a train – though none is due – and then cross over.

[Chorus 3]
The wind from the south,
Blowing with gale – force intensity,
Threatens to knock me off balance,
Carrying the scent of the sea.

[Bridge]
A pine forest near the sea comes into view.
I pull into the parking area as usual,
Disengage the clutch and shift into neutral,
Then put down the side stand and stop.

[Final Chorus]
The wind from the south,
Blowing with gale – force intensity,
Threatens to knock me off balance,
Carrying the scent of the sea.

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Judging by the sheer volume of foliage above ground, it seemed likely that a massive amount of yam lay buried beneath the soil.

[Chorus 1]
I was always so busy with the work at hand that I hadn’t really looked around me,
But the seasons had been quietly turning,
And the time of harvest had arrived.

[Verse 2]
“And over there,” she said, pointing, “those are lily flowers-see them blooming?” She remarked on how the area ahead was filled with lilies.
Then, pointing to the edge of the field on the opposite side of the road, she said, “Those are the yardlong beans.”

[Pre-Chorus 2]
She added a piece of advice: “Once the beans form, you should go ahead and pick them. After all, they’re just growing wild.”

[Chorus 2]
I was always so busy with the work at hand that I hadn’t really looked around me,
But the seasons had been quietly turning,
And the time of harvest had arrived.

[Verse 3]
We parted ways there, as chatting too much meant no work would get done. I gave the corn which hadn’t sprouted yet-a generous watering, then pushed aside the sweet potato vines, tugged at the base of the plant, and hauled the tuber up from the earth.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
Four or five golden-hued tubers emerged from the soil: I snapped them off the stems and dropped them into my bucket.

[Chorus 3]
I was always so busy with the work at hand that I hadn’t really looked around me,
But the seasons had been quietly turning,
And the time of harvest had arrived.

[Bridge]
True to their name, they were a brilliant golden color, looking as though they were worth a fortune, Despite receiving neither pesticides nor fertilizer, the harvest had turned out beautifully.

[Final Chorus]
I was always so busy with the work at hand that I hadn’t really looked around me,
But the seasons had been quietly turning,
And the time of harvest had arrived.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Carbon dioxide never runs out.
But at night, the light is gone.

[Chorus 1]
If all the conditions are met,
Everything goes smoothly,
But if something is missing,
Things don’t work out.

[Verse 2]
It might look easy at first glance, but sometimes things go wrong. Just because it worked well last year doesn’t mean it will this year-because weather conditions change. Typhoons don’t always come.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I keep a daily record;
That way, I can figure things out.

[Chorus 2]
If all the conditions are met,
Everything goes smoothly,
But if something is missing,
Things don’t work out.

[Verse 3]
I planted corn. The okra is growing well. The cucumbers have gotten quite big, too. I’m harvesting sweet potatoes steadily. The shiso leaves are wonderfully aromatic; I eat them finely chopped.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
The adzuki beans are likely growing vigorously,
Though I rarely have the time to check on them.

[Chorus 3]
If all the conditions are met,
Everything goes smoothly,
But if something is missing,
Things don’t work out.

[Bridge]
I won’t make a fortune,
But I can keep small expenses down.
If that brings happiness,
Then I have no complaints.

[Final Chorus]
If all the conditions are met,
Everything goes smoothly,
But if something is missing,
Things don’t work out.

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
With the rise in thefts, police began patrolling in squad cars.
These women often bought relatively expensive fruits like papayas, mangoes, and watermelons.

[Chorus 1]
Young women from Southeast Asia sought work, and local companies sought cheap labor; supply met demand.
Foreigners sought affordable housing, and the local government struggled with a surplus of vacant homes; supply met demand.

[Verse 2]
A Korean couple-using Japanese names,-moved into the house diagonally across from mine.
They had come from the city.
They said their income had dropped significantly after a job change.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
The Korean husband spoke with a mannerism that felt like an oddly cheerful Japanese person.
The Korean wife spoke only broken Japanese.

[Chorus 2]
Young women from Southeast Asia sought work, and local companies sought cheap labor; supply met demand.
Foreigners sought affordable housing, and the local government struggled with a surplus of vacant homes; supply met demand.

[Verse 3]
A couple, a French husband and a Japanese wife, moved in two doors down.
They had wanted to live near the sea.
The French husband couldn’t speak Japanese, so his Japanese wife had to act as his interpreter.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
When winter turned cold, they headed to tropical Bali; when summer grew hot, they returned to France.
They owned a home in Bali.

[Chorus 3]
Young women from Southeast Asia sought work, and local companies sought cheap labor; supply met demand.
Foreigners sought affordable housing, and the local government struggled with a surplus of vacant homes; supply met demand.

[Bridge]
Seeing them every day, I began to feel as though I were no longer in Japan.
Japan’s declining birthrate and the influx of foreign immigrants make this place a microcosm of Japan’s future.

[Final Chorus]
Young women from Southeast Asia sought work, and local companies sought cheap labor; supply met demand.
Foreigners sought affordable housing, and the local government struggled with a surplus of vacant homes; supply met demand.

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I miss that smile of yours.
I find myself remembering those days.

[Chorus 1]
As summer came to an end,
So did our time together,
And the future was
Shrouded in sorrow.

[Verse 2]
If in a future life,
I were to meet you once again,
I would choose you all over again.
If I could meet the wonderful you.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I would give up everything.
Without a second thought.

[Chorus 2]
As summer came to an end,
So did our time together,
And the future was
Shrouded in sorrow.

[Verse 3]
The sound of the harvester ceased,
And silence returned to the surroundings.
As darkness fell, my emotions
Faded into a colorless, gray world.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
Turn back time just a little.
I want to go back to that day.

[Chorus 3]
As summer came to an end,
So did our time together,
And the future was
Shrouded in sorrow.

[Bridge]
Enveloped in your kindness,
I ache for the love I felt for you.
Captivated by your beauty,
I am completely spellbound.

[Final Chorus]
As summer came to an end,
So did our time together,
And the future was
Shrouded in sorrow.

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Leaving the port, we headed towards the main road.
The scenery passed us by in the distance.

[Chorus 1]
The summer sky awaited.
Whitecaps were rising.
The summer sea shone blue.
A summer breeze was blowing.

[Verse 2]
We drove along the coast.
A volcano spewed smoke.
We boarded a ferry in our car,
Heading towards the opposite shore.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Turning our backs to the island
Where volcanic ash was swirling.

[Chorus 2]
The summer sky awaited.
Whitecaps were rising.
The summer sea shone blue.
A summer breeze was blowing.

[Verse 3]
We left the ferry,
Heading south along the coast.
Once we crossed the mountains,
There were fewer cars on the road.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
We drove along country roads.
There were few traffic lights.

[Chorus 3]
The summer sky awaited.
Whitecaps were rising.
The summer sea shone blue.
A summer breeze was blowing.

[Bridge]
Finally, we descended the mountain slope,
And the view of the sea,
We felt relieved.
In that summer scenery.

[Final Chorus]
The summer sky awaited.
Whitecaps were rising.
The summer sea shone blue.
A summer breeze was blowing.

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus 1]
The horizon was in sight.
Land lay far in the distance.

[Chorus 1]
The ship raced across the vast ocean,
The low hum of the engine,
The hull slicing through the water,
Gliding smoothly forward.

[Verse 2]
We washed away the seat in the bath and enjoyed dinner at the restaurant.
We checked the ship’s current location.
We had nothing left to do.

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Outside lay the pitch-black sea.
Inside the cabin, there was nothing to occupy us.

[Chorus 2]
The ship raced across the vast ocean,
The low hum of the engine,
The hull slicing through the water,
Gliding smoothly forward.

[Verse 3]
We were due to arrive tomorrow morning,
But it was still too early to sleep.
I read the novel I had started earlier,
While she listened to music through her earphones.

[Pre-Chorus 3]
Lying on the bed in our cabin,
I felt the ship swaying gently.

[Chorus 3]
The ship raced across the vast ocean,
The low hum of the engine,
The hull slicing through the water,
Gliding smoothly forward.

[Bridge]
Morning came, and we woke up.
We had breakfast in the restaurant.
We were nearing the port.
We headed down the parking deck.

[Final Chorus]
The ship raced across the vast ocean,
The low hum of the engine,
The hull slicing through the water,
Gliding smoothly forward.

[Outro]