White clouds stretch high into the sky
This day, the colors of every winter
Flow between the buildings
As cherry blossom branches float in the river
Swaying slowly, the stiff bud
Is a lady’s heart, full of love for you
When spring comes, what kind of flower
Will bloom from this love and float down before you?
I may not resemble a blooming flower
But I do have an ephemeral dream
Of a flower blooming fully in the winds of your eyes
A cherry blossom called love
The pain I found when we met for the first time
Fills me up like the crescent moon
Every time I see you, our lips draw close
And I break apart with each kiss
Swaying slowly, you’re one in the same
Walking with your emotions
Before long, the blessed snow
Will fall and cover all lovers
Inside the radiance of the brilliant city
This love is still but a bud
Cherry blossom, bloom in the winter night
What makes people’s tears fall whenever they discover love?
When spring comes, what kind of flower
Will bloom from this love and float down before you?
I may not resemble a blooming flower
But I do have an ephemeral dream
Of a flower blooming fully in the winds of your eyes
A cherry blossom called love
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