Ouka Saki Some Ni Keri

People may think it's good, but I can't forget, the spring that fades away
The red petals fall to the ground, as the rain falls and the sky clears

Though the flowers bloom, my heart cannot meet happiness, every night
Thinking of those who cry, my color, we all leave our mark alone

I wish to die under the cherry blossoms in spring
Even though, sad things exist in this world
These fleeting feelings, only people know, cherry blossoms will bloom

Though the flowers bloom, my heart cannot meet happiness, every night
Thinking of those who cry, my color, we all leave our mark alone

Passing by the fighting bridge, people come and go
Once again, the mist clears, like a haze over the river
These fleeting feelings, only people know, cherry blossoms will bloom