My translation on "The Pair Tree-Wither-er".
(This is reprint. I only add translation to video)

Excuse me for leaving out info on this video previouslyT_T
I was really rushing when I uploaded this. orz

[ Original title in NICO VID ]
【MEIKO・KAITO】番凩【手書きＰＶ】

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[Creator]
Music by hinayukki
Lyric by Osechi
Video by Sasa Sasaki
Illustration by Sasa Sasaki
Vocal by Vocaloid "KAITO"

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KAITO 's "The Pair Tree-Wither-er" Lyric
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The Pair Tree Wither-er
A dry tree-wither-er(=cold wintry wind)
Breathes softly
Dry tree-leaves would
Lightly flutter about
The day we meet one another
Waiting for that
Counting hours, I/we walk
By leaves of words spelled
Being colored
It/she will turn crimson and
Dances in the moment
A piece of crimson leaf
Into the palm
Slips and
Talks of...
To the burnt home-land
Had bid farewell and
Lead by a hand of tree leaf
Had run off
Such thing as an anxiety over a unseen future
We did not have a thing as spare time feel it
Dry tree-leaves lightly flutter about
A dry tree-wither-er breathes softly
Never letting joined hands go
Counting hours, we run
Bearing the lives of man accross the board
What will you spin out with those small hands
In this world where you can die by a slight tear(=rip)
For you who keep walking the path you believe earnestly
I shall become a support
Taking a crimson sword (with me)
This-body(=I) shall go with tree leaves blown (by winds)
By becoming a breeze
(I shall) become a multitude of comfort
For all the lives that live in this world
I shall become a following-wind(=tailwind)
By crimson and gold, being colored
Cutting(=going) across trees that tremble
Taking dry leaves as path-companions
(They would) fly(=run) across.
Tree leaves and the pair cold wintry winds
With the tree leaves that ripple-grazing(=rustle)
With the first-batch(=gust) of wind that fly through
Without a stop, (they would) just-run-on
A dried song and pair of cold wintry winds

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