Adding great yam to the spring days, The swans are back from where you left off. They don’t say hello to you To me from afar, to me from afar.
I gathered flowers for you, The flowers I have collected are already in bloom. Hoping to return yet They are already extinguished, they are already extinguished.
Blooming flowers will be resurrected Even when the message of return comes from you. Faded hopes will ignite again Both when i see you and when i see you