Japanese:

ORENJI iro tsuki yoru ga kuruto  kimi no koto o omoi dasu
kakko tsuketa ore no SERIFU wa  hoka no dare kano SERIFU de

fui ni miageru SHIRUETTO  kimi no yokogao o terashita
awai hikari wa  ima demo

nani o matteru  kimi wa inai heya
tokei dake ga ashi oto no youni  nemurenai mune ni hibiku
ima mo matteru  hitori tomatteru
futari mita anohi no tsuki o  ima dokode kimi wa miteru

ore no shigusa manete waratta  kimi no koe mo omoi dasu
kimi to aruku yoru no SHIIN wa  ORENJI iro PHOTOGURAFU

kage ni otoshita uso to  ore no wagamama o yurushita
kimi no namida ga  ima demo

nani mo iwazuni  toki wa nagareru
yagate kuru  asa no hisashi ni tokeru youni sora ni kieru
saigo no yoru wa  doko ni mo nakute
okizari no ore no kokoro o  tsuki dake ga ima mo miteru

kimi o matteru  tooi omoi demo
tokei dake ga ashi oto no youni  nemurenai mune ni hibiku
ima mo matteru  hitori tomatteru
futari mita anohi no tsuki o ima dokode kimi wa miteru


English:

When an orange-colored moonlit night comes, I think of you,
as though the chic affectations in my words were someone else's words

Even now, (I can remember) the pale light
that illuminated your silhouette as you suddenly glanced up (at that night's
sky).

What is it I'm waiting for, in this room without you --
it's just the clock's ticking, but it resonates in my sleepless heart like
the sound of footsteps.
Even now I'm waiting; I stop here alone.
From where do you now see the moon we saw together on that day?

My behavior made a mimicry of laughter, even when I remember your voice.
The scene of the night when we walked around together is (now) an orange-colored
photograph.

You forgave the lies that fell from the darkness and my selfishness,
but your tears, even now...

Without saying a word, time flows on;
the sky is extinguished by the light of the morning that's coming soon,
like it melts away.
On that last night, no matter where it is,
only the moon looks at my deserted heart even now.

I'll keep waiting for you, no matter how far apart we are --
it's just the clock's ticking, but it resonates in my sleepless heart like
the sound of footsteps.
Even now I'm waiting; I stop here alone.
From where do you now see the moon we saw together on that day?