Don't dye the lyrics of sunflower sunset

The afternoon sky was a bit harsh

In front of me was a dry field

Last night in the old tree behind the house

Chirping birds

Where did you go today? Why haven't you come yet

The setting sun is on my face

I am infatuated with this serenity

A fallen leaf is flying in the air

Leave the last perfect

The wind from the Western hillside

Make me drunk

You are here.

Before I wither

It's getting dark

The setting sun pulled me down

Every morning and evening

Every time I see your tears

You know I can't let you go

I can't

The setting sun is on my face

I am infatuated with this serenity

A fallen leaf is flying in the air

Leave the last perfect

The wind from the Western hillside

Make me drunk

You are here.

Before I wither

It's getting dark

The setting sun pulled me down

Every morning and evening

Every time I see your tears

You know I can't let you go

I can't

You are here.

Before I wither

It's getting dark

The setting sun pulled me down

I'm still here

In this dry land

A group of free birds

Return in the setting sun

The setting sun is on my face

I am infatuated with this serenity