The flowers are blooming again, the moon is full again,
Who made the oath to hold the child's hand in front of the flowers?
Who hears the vow to grow old together under the moon?
The geese are flying apart, the moon is still missing,
Who still remembers the vows they made when they were young?
Who still remembers the oath that once made you cry?
I still remember your smiling face,
I'm still waiting for you to realize it,
The oath you made to me in your dream,
You said you would come back,
You said you would love me for a long, long time.