Again, here comes the spring, people wandering, smoke gone with the wind, the late sun setting () Here the Cherry’s blossoming; all at once it’s loosing, scattering () Years gone by, wonderful days flied, floc turning high, could not stand in the eyes (ɑi) Long and winding road, dreams shattered fall, scattering once more (o) Over the forgotten river by, the bank on other side, erased nothing behind, a lasting sighed (ɑi) Ancient well inside, reflecting with full missing on the moonlight (ɑi) Petals of cherry in the fly, wind cries, water chilly and clean sight (ɑi) Hidden sadness dies, silk turning high, scattering one more time. (ɑi)
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