My thoughts spin like yarn
My words bleed through
Dancing with the wind
Is the letter I chase
As if trying to pass me by
Your facade leaves a trail of aroma
Softly stained with spring
(break)
The wind blowing on my face
Felt just a little cold
As if it was cooling off
My passionate feelings for you
-I told father that i will not marry that man
My reply for you is at the cherry blossom tree-
My handwriting wriggles
My thoughts spin like yarn
My words bleed through
From the spring aromas
I feel you
My thoughts pile up
I spell them out on my letters for you
A drop of dew drips down from the peony
Sinking into the paper
(break)
The cherry blossoms sprout
How many springs have gone by
Searching for my letters
Your fingers trembled
Your tears overflowed
Collapsed and fell
Ringing in your ears is the music of the wind
My thoughts spin like yarn
My words bleed through
The season of ripen fruits
Cools off my cheeks
As if trying to pass me by
Your facade leaves a trail of aroma
Softly stained with spring
