The powdery snow, so fluttery flow, its painting so bright, puts the mountain in white And inside a house decaying two souls remain Holding tight, in the night, because it's cold there once again \"I'll never forget, it snowed when we met.\" You showed me a smile when you lowly told me that line Just to hide my face in crimson I'd turn to you And with your sleeve, I do believe you were my aid anew
And with a single breath of joy Just singing of the day when the spring returns with all the flowers and the chirping birds \"Hey, I think your voice is beautiful\" that was what you told to me That alone, those words you said, they would make me smile so eternally
\"If someday, I no longer have this voice, that you told was beautiful Would you really, would you even love me how you surely did before?\" \"But of course,\" you said and looked at me with the gentle smile I'd seek As your palm oh so softly touched and stroked across my cheek
And then one summer day, we'd work our day away, but then you collapsed from that one illness you had And because we were so poor in our married state We could never quite afford a cure so you just had to wait The day after that, and further ahead I'd sit with the aim only to weave in your name I would never ever want that your life should end Just like the leaves an autumn day just fall and fade away
And with the seasons flowing by The sound of all the life that is around us slowly end the summer as they cry \"Hey, I think your hands are beautiful\" was your words as you took a hold But I noticed your very own hands were much too soon turning much too cold
\"If someday, I no longer have these hands, that you told are beautiful Would you really, would you even love me how you surely did before?\" \"But of course,\" you said and looked at me and then coughed where you would stand As your palm softly touched and then you stroked it across my hand
Weaving day and night, don't want to stop weaving just for your sake -Ah~ how I the breeze of dusk- Just hurry, hurry now, I need to buy the only cure -Swaying to the decaying and fierce fruit's flame- Listen, just a little more, just a little more, right before the leaves are falling -Until it goes out... out for eternity- Until my hands can't move, until all the feathers are gone for all eternity
\"If someday, I no longer am the girl, that you told was beautiful Would you really, would you even love me how you surely did before?\" But the truth that I so dearly feared was then left to be untold Then I drew, just for you, the final feather alone...
\"But of course,\" I said and looked at you with the gentle smile it brings 'Cause I promised I'd embrace you when you surely would lose your faithful wings And the crane that had so gracefully taken flight upon that day I still know and remember, even now so far away And just so forever and it is true, I'll forever love you