The moments when a flower blooms and withers
Are seen as very natural
Spring has come and gone again
That’s the story of seasons
Very natural
Thinking of the days when love came and went
I comfort myself
A different love will come
That’s life
These are words I tried to comfort myself with
Being grateful for a heart that stays
Change is pain
I was too young back then
To know those things
Somewhere in my dream where the flowers bloom
You are all white and smiling
Whether the things that are scattering are petals
Or our memories
My heart still hurts
Even if it all dries up some day
Even if it disappears in the wind
Now I know – like your love
It remains here in my heart
My thankful love, goodbye
I’m sorry for my childish stubbornness
In the end, just like you wanted
I learned that
Being grateful for a heart that stays
Change is pain
I was too young back then
To know those things
My thankful love, goodbye
I’m sorry for my childish stubbornness
In the end, just like you wanted
I became an adult
Whether the things that are scattering are petals
Or our memories
Somewhere in my dream where the flowers bloom
Your face is all white and smiling
Goodbye, the person I loved, goodbye
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