The cherry blossoms are blooming,
It fell on her white dress.
The cherry blossoms have fallen,
The breeze blew past her white dress.
The breeze blows,
He slightly lifted her long dark hair.
The water is rippling,
It was reflected in her dark blue eyes.
Looking back at dusk,
The breeze brought out a warm smile on her face.
Muzi is very quiet, like air, making it easy for people to forget.
But she is as indifferent as water, bringing hope to people.