The cherry blossoms are falling again...
The cherry blossoms of the Spring Festival fall silently on my shoulders...
The breeze blew by, lifting up my long flowing hair, revealing my charming face that is as beautiful as the country's.,,,,,,,,,
I'm not, I know. . .
I am loved by all the beautiful men in the world, and I know it. . .
But I don't love them. . . . . . . .
I only love skeletons. . . . . . .
Because of me, the world's biggest war broke out. . . . .
I really don't want this. . . . . .
Sakura, do you understand my heart? . . . . . .
I just want a love as pure as cherry blossoms. . . . . . .
Why. . . . . . .
Why. . . . . . . .