Sakura Zukiyo

Every time I peek at the moon, it fades into the glass, every time it opens up
Far away, with distant thoughts, a faint gentle scenery revives

Swaying, fluttering cherry blossom petals gently dance
Falling into the depths of my heart, I understand and accept
Never return to those days

In a season that cannot be counted, even if I lose as much light as I can
Faintly floating, the memories of that time, the faint sound of a bell can be heard

Swaying, fluttering cherry blossom petals gently dance
Falling into the depths of my heart, I understand and accept
Never return to those days

Not waiting for a big back
I can no longer see the small silhouette
The smell of spring blooms, the snow melts, the sun shines
When I think of the time I waited for you, it hurts

Swaying, fluttering cherry blossom petals gently dance
Falling into the depths of my heart, I understand and accept
Never return to those days.