At that time when I gripped but a single red flower within my hand
I knew the pain of a thorn
As I gazed at the flowing blood I did not regret it even a little
The flower that bloomed profusely didn’t waver but quickly swallowed down everything
The truth is it understood even in its own heart the beginning of a fleeting end
“If I could do it all over again someday”
I wish to carry out my strongly felt wish
But even so that vividly coloured flower
will someday fade away with time…
The days when I was loved, the place I protected until the end
All of those memories have an irreplaceable light
But as I cross over time they will surely never happen again
“If I could do it all over again someday”
My strong wish should be able to come true now
Yet the flower that knows the truth
always, always laughs atop my palm
“If I could do it all over again someday”
Such fleeting emotions have long since scattered
But even so because I wish for it strongly, strongly
The vivid flower that bloomed on that hill alone doesn’t wither…
