Ketsumeishi

Amongst the scattering of the cherry blossoms, forgotten memories and your voice come back to me
The spring wind doesn't stop blowing, just like back then
The fleeting scent from when the wind blew through your hair, fluttering it
Just like back then, when we made a promise
Blowing, blowing...

The cherry blossoms start to scatter, and I remember
A light meaninglessly turns on, and again I think about back then
The scents, scenery, wind, none have changed
The thing that's different is that you're not here
I stand here, and it's all ressurected; the memories fill me, I re-read them
Long hair fluttering in the spring wind, acting silly and having fun
We talked all night long beneath the cherry blossom trees
Memories are my shining proof of that
When the cherry blossoms scatter, hellos and goodbyes
Yet here, none of that has changed
Buds have bloomed, you let go of my hand
Before I knew it, goodbye mixed itself in
In the season when the cherry blossoms scatter
I'm going to take back those times, and call you to life

The petals scatter, the memories scatter and return
The petals scatter, the memories scatter and return

Before I know it, I'm seduced by my memories with you in this season
I knocked on the door of your heart, but the petals slipped through my fingers
And for the first time I understood, I was young
I didn't want to understand until I got to this place
Why, in this place, does the wind smell like fate
The warm sunlight spills down; when I close my eyes, I can go back to that day
Before I know it, your face disappears to somewhere
Since then, the scenery hasn't changed
The scattering petals don't speak
Your voice echoes beneath the cherry blossoms, now still

Amongst the scattering of the cherry blossoms, forgotten memories and your voice come back to me
The spring wind doesn't stop blowing, just like back then
The fleeting scent from when the wind blew through your hair, fluttering it
Just like back then, when we made a promise
Blowing, blowing...

A pedal softly falls onto my shoulder
When I take it in my hand and close my eyes, you're by my side

Amongst the scattering of the cherry blossoms, forgotten memories and your voice come back to me
The spring wind doesn't stop blowing, just like back then
The fleeting scent from when the wind blew through your hair, fluttering it
Just like back then, when we made a promise
Blowing, blowing...

The petals scatter, the memories scatter and return
The petals scatter