Often, I lost myself in picturesque dreams
Which bears too much poignance than it actually could be
The feeling of bittersewwt shock mu soul when I see a person
Who is smiling under a cherry blossom tree.

Bressze whiffs his clothes and hair
His smiling likes the glaring stars in darkness.
I look into his deep eyes and suddenly.
Realize the powerful meaning of happiness.

But time goes by
Petals wafted downward and decaded in ground
Mist of eyes clouded his shadow and I
Suffered from the painfulness that haven’s been found

When everything is gond with the wind
I find the thoughts that reminds at last
Is not about how much i love the boy
But is how much i miss the beautiful days that lost.
Often, I lost myself in picturesque dreams
Which bears too much poignance than it actually could be
The feeling of bittersweet shock mu soul when I see a person
Who is smiling under a cherry blossom tree.

Breeze whiffs his clothes and hair
His smiling likes the glaring stars in darkness.
I look into his deep eyes and suddenly.
Realize the powerful meaning of happiness.

But time goes by
Petals wafted downward and decayed in ground
Mist of eyes clouded his shadow and I
Suffered from the painfulness that haven’s been found

When everything is gone with the wind
I find the thoughts that reminds at last
Is not about how much i love the boy
But is how much I miss the beautiful days that lost.