The flowers blooming with sadness are like your face
The most joyful rain is so cold
Elegant and dreamy, swaying in the night
Hear a sigh and petals fall all over the ground
Collect moon fragments along the way and sleep decorated with dreams
Even if the gravels of time are scattered, the past will never return
Looking up at the sky unintentionally, I still don't forget to look for you
How many nights will it take for tears to turn into strength?
The changing seasons pollute the forest
The wind is singing and thoughts are slowly overflowing
Looking forward to meeting, praying for love, longing for touch, suffering, hopeless to reach, undeliverable, difficult to achieve, out of reach
You are no longer around now
Even if the flowers know their fate of withering and scattering
Still strong to survive and bloom with bright colors