Gin, Silver, and Walnuts
A shelf of gin, silver, and walnutsWe played "Haikihiroba"You dropped the contents of your pocketThey said give it up, come on, be reasonable
If you don't return home I'll be hereEven if there's an evening rain, and we become all muddyIf you won't give up until the end,I'll keep on searching hereOur friends have all gone home
We came together. You rolled upYour dirtied skirt, looking about to cry.A shelf of gin, silver, and walnutsThe truth is, I was a bit happy
Still on that day, in the end it wasn't foundI had become annoying to you as you criedWaking John on a walk that night, a flashlight in one handI began to search again, aloneEven if I don't find itI'll continue searchingTomorrow and the next tomorrowI'll continue searchingEven though it started snowingI've continued searchingTime flying like an arrow
All our friends... and you too... have gone away
A shelf of gin, silver, and walnutsLocked "Haikihiroba" in chainsA little while ago, we tried meetingYou had criedI gently remember only that