This is a tribute to all the anime I have watched. Pictures are not mine, nor is the music. Please rate and comment!
Japanese lyrics
 Kazesasou kokage ni utsubusete naiteru
 Mi mo shiranu watashi wo watashi ga miteita
 Yuku hito no shirabe wo kanaderu GITAARA
 Konu hito no nageki ni hoshi ha ochite
 Yukanaide, donna ni sakende mo
 ORENJI no hanabira shizuka ni yureru dake
 Yawarakana hitai ni nokosareta
 Te no hira no kioku haruka
 Tokoshie no sayonara tsuma hiku
 Yasashii te ni sugaru kodomo no kokoro wo
 Moesakaru kuruma ha furiharai susumu
 Yuku hito no nageki wo kanadete GITAARA
 Mune no ito hageshiku kakinarashite
 Aa kanashimi ni somaranai shirosa de
 ORENJI no hanabira yureteta natsu no kage ni
 Yawarakana hitai wo nakushite mo
 Akaku someta suna haruka koete yuku
 Sayonara no RIZUMU
 Omoide wo yakitsukushite susumu daichi ni
 Natsukashiku me fuite yuku mono ga aru no
 Akatsuki no kuruma wo miokutte
 ORENJI no hanabira yureteru ima mo dokoka
 Itsuka mita yasurakana yoake wo
 Mou ichido te ni suru made
 Kesanaide tomoshibi
 Kuruma ha mawaru yo
English lyrics:
 Shaded by the trees, calling out to the wind, I’m lying face-down crying
 I saw a version of myself I didn’t even recognize
 On this guitar I’m playing the melody of someone who’s passed on
 A star falls in the grief of someone who’ll never be seen again
 Please don’t go, no matter how much you scream,
 all it will do is quietly stir these orange petals
 Saved on my soft brow,
 I send the memories in my palm far away
 An eternal farewell as I keep strumming
 The heart of a child clinging to a gentle hand
 The blazing wheels cast it off and continue on
 On this guitar I’m playing the grief of someone who’s passed on
 The strings in my heart being plucked at violently
 In the pure white unstained by sorrow,
 the orange petals stirred in a summer shadow
 Even if my soft brow is lost,
 I’ll cross over the far off, red-stained sand
 The rhythm of farewell
 Branded into my memories, on the ever-turning earth,
 there is something sprouting in remembrance
 Sending off the dawn’s carriage
 Those orange petals are stirring somewhere even now
 The peaceful daybreak I once saw
 Until it is placed in my hands once more,
 please don’t let the light go out
 The wheels are turning
 