The first time I met you, I silently prayed that I could have a mortal relationship with you
So fate let me live on the road that you must pass by
So I'm like a tree on the road you must pass by
I bloomed carefully, I hope you can see my beautiful flowers
In the end, you walked past without noticing
the last the last
I decided to be a tree that bears fruit! No more flowers! Because you don't even look at it when it's on!
I want to be a tree that bears fruit! Full of fruit! It will grow on the road you must pass and kill you.