back to the sunset

ああ　朱色の海に笑い転げ過ごしてた記憶を浮かべ映した ああ　もう時に揺られて　時に流れて Sunset on the way home, seeing it there everyday. It always looks so lonely but so gentle. Sometimes when I think back can't help laughing out loud. On the road back home I used to cry on as a kid. While the birds teased each other in the trees. I went back to that sunset.