The time when a spring breeze is blowing and shaking the cherry blossoms Is also the season when love and the flowering season encounter And the transparent becoming blue sky is squashed by the fluttering petals who one after another go on falling down
It is a counting song that counts all the petals bit by bit And as I count the numbers of farewells I keep on singing If it is a flower that colours one single time of the seasons that wander around
Let us make a flower-coloured dream bloom, which resembles the sky we look up to Let us make a flower-coloured dream bloom, to the sky Let us make it bloom upon the flower-coloured sky, if it's blooming or not dependent upon you Let us make it bloom upon the flower-coloured sky, love as well is a flower in full bloom
It is a counting song that counts all the petals bit by bit I keep on singing \"This is a world where cherry blossoms drop down when they bloom\" If it is a flower that colours one single time of the seasons that wander around
Let us make a romance in the colour of spring bloom, it's a trembling and flickering pattern of love It's a heart that bears fruit or not and has fallen ill with love Let us make a romance in the colour of spring bloom, if it's dropping down or not dependent upon the colour Let us make a romance in the colour of spring bloom Well, please, go on freely
If it is a flower that colours one single time of the seasons that wander around
Let this awaking love bloom in profusion Raise your faint cheeks colouring them In what kind of a colour should we make this flower bloom, Inside of this chest
Let us make a romance in the colour of spring bloom, it's a trembling and flickering pattern of love If we wish for it to bear fruit so much, my maiden Let us make a romance in the colour of spring bloom, if it's dropping down or not dependent upon the colour Let us make a romance in the colour of spring bloom, Inside of this chest