Sakura (Cherry Blossoms)

A small song of loss.

I thought I walked on cherry blossoms.
I thought the air around me was clear.
I thought it blossomed into spring time...
I thought, I thought, I thought.

If thoughts had substance,
fly ‘bove my head,
Dear, spring would be here,
and so would my sakura.

Sakura, sakura.

Dear, you lie far away,
deep beneath the sakura.
Dear, I will not look toward you...
[I will look] Only when there’s sakura.

dakishimetai [I want to hold you]
nakunaide [don't cry]
aishite’ru [I love you]
gomen ne [I'm sorry]
sayounara [goodbye]