Cherry blossoms are flying in the cloudy sky in April.
Pieces,
Breath that invades the depths of the soul
There was a gentle wind chime in the distance.
Ding ~ Ding ~ ~ ~
Wake up every nerve cell.
We are clothed with the hemp fiber of fate.
Standing at a ridiculous crossroads
Do something called waiting.
Waiting is a war filled with smoke, and we are struggling with our patience.
Kill the so-called will
I still remember the laughter and touching in those years.
It is still your sweet smiling face that attracts your eyes so clearly.
The cherry blossoms flew away.
Love is like the moment when cherry blossoms wither.
Beauty is so short-lived
People can't catch, touch and keep up.
In an instant, the distance between us is getting farther and farther.
You are not that you, and I am not that me.
Our love blooms in April, flashing the most beautiful colors of the year.
Our love withered in April, mourning the most beautiful sacrifice of the year.