Hana Kazoe

One, two, where will they bloom
Children sleep under the window
Faint white flowers in the evening moonlight
Three, four, where will they bloom
Adorning the edge of the mother's mirror
Small blue flowers bloom

Five, six, where will they bloom
Under the deep accumulated snow
Now they are buds waiting for spring

Let's count
Let's count
Finding flowers
Let's count

Seven, eight, when counted
In the children's dreams as they sleep
Mother will give flower petals
Mother will give flower petals