no one can be recognised
thats why i don't know about your tears
its still burning, lighting up my heart
i recieved from you the tender light, proof of unconditional love
while being enveloped by the gentle spot under the sun, i whisper into your back
even if a day like this comes again
surely, surely, surely, you would be able to understand
vanishing and blooming, this year too the flower bud is waiting for me
the petal dancing in the wind that my palm can't grasp
stops on the shoulder lightly
skillfully riding it and showing a smile, i remember you by myself
in the valley of buildings, sometimes buried dreams bud too
isn't that what makes flowers bloom? you can't choose where your dreams will blossom
the silhouettes we dropped on this town, they're all looking for the light
even as time overlaps and flows over itself
surely, surely, surely the day we grow out of this will come
on the breezeless track, the beautiful sky of may feels blue and lonely
the motionless scattered clouds will always be floating
there is no place i can return to anymore
this is the way i am, in the whispering wind it dances to the ground with a flash, my tears
almost scattering, the re-opening petals are like you
giving time and again to these hands that grasp at the silent encouragements
vanishing and blooming, this year too the flower bud is waiting for me
even now i still can't catch the dreams you painted
stopping right beside me
opening gracefully just like a smile, i keep looking for the flower bud, in the sky
heart-throbbing aye?
tsubomi, kobukuro
tsubomi, kobukuro
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