Sensei
Mori Masako
Sensei
Fleeting first love, the day it disappeared
The rain was gently falling
Hiding under an umbrella, with a broken heart
Alone, staring and crying
The young me, with a heavy heart
Continued to long for someone
Sensei, sensei, that person is my sensei
Even if I scream until my voice gives out
Communication breaks down from afar
Like a lighthouse in the distance
Being struck by the rain, I was adrift
In a sadness I couldn't tell anyone
The person who hurt my heart
Sensei, sensei, that person is my sensei
The one who gently taught
The happiness of a loving heart
Sensei, sensei, that person is my sensei