What?
The flowers fall and the wind blows away
A dream is like a floating drift, hard to leave
Not asking why,
feeling the tenderness of this moment
The rain stops, the warmth surrounds my heart
The wind blows, the heart is covered with a hat
The hand is covered with clouds,
there is always a spring breeze waiting
The flowers wither and the flowers bloom again,
life is swaying in time
Life is not a joke,
it is the best arrangement in the world
The flowers wither and the flowers bloom again,
the years are like a moth flying in the wind
The flowers wither and the flowers bloom again,
life is swaying in time
Life is not a joke,
it is the best arrangement in the world
The flowers wither and the flowers bloom again,
the years are like a moth flying in the wind
The flowers wither and the flowers bloom again,
life is swaying in time
Life is not a joke,
it is the best arrangement in the world
The flowers wither and the flowers bloom again,
the years are like a moth flying in the wind
The flowers wither and the flowers bloom again,
life is swaying in time