These familiar streets seem to light up
on this day that you walk through them, ah.
Even the scent of the wind as it brushes your cheeks
feels gentler than it did yesterday.

We talk to the pigeons that gather
in the afternoon park, ah.
That I'm here at this time
surprises me a little.
Wow, wow.

A gentle summer has arrived.
If our hearts were like seasons then this feeling would be midsummer.
Will our story
always have a nonchalant beginning
like this? Quietly...
Wow yeah.

I see you everywhere in the streets,
even when I'm looking at store signs, ah.
I search for ones with the same initials as you.
It's enough to make me burst out laughing.
Wow, wow.

A smiling summer has arrived.
And it's as if a single rainbow hangs over the usual landscape.
This colorful story
is all thanks to the summer and because of my
chance meetings with you.
Wow yeah.

A gentle summer has arrived.
If our hearts were like seasons then this feeling would be midsummer.
Our story,
the beginning of love is like this. Without a sound
we open the page. Quietly...
Wow yeah.