Autumn's Footsteps

Boiling water in a dimly lit kitchen, as if in a morning fog
The warmth coming from the mug is getting more comfortable these days

　　　Walking to work instead of taking the bus today
　　　Gingko leaves twirl in the whirlwind
　
During a walk with my child
I could see a little autumn leaves from the carefully tended garden
Brilliant red shines in the autumn sky
Then I felt a sudden chill in the air and squeezed my little hand

　　I bought a new dark green skirt
　　He recommended me a pink skirt that was "really girly"
　　But I don't like it at all
　　I make my own decisions

　　　The trees on the boulevard are slowly fading
　　　The seasons are changing
　　　She walks next to me,
　　　we've shared a fair amount of time together
　　　What do I know about her?
　　　The autumn wind has risen and the leaves of the
　　　zelkova tree have fallen

The big chestnuts on the top of a mont blanc
I wondered when she would eat them
I looked at them and found that they were just like me
I'm the type of person who saves my favorites for the last
It's nice to find something in common

　I get off the bus and walk home
　I mutter to myself, "Good job again today"
　I look up and the sky is a deep blue
　The city I looked down on from the hill sinks
　into a swarm of blue
　The autumn night is still long