3: Room 304, spring and I

Cherry blossoms breezes from the window as always
Slowly slowly slowly slowly fluttering in the air

Losing my consciousness also today
Everthing reminds me of nothing
Taking my hands Holding them tight
Tears fell down upon your hands

Who are you?

Melting into tears with out stopping Your eyes were telling me
familiar scent was carried off by the breeze of a spring
Maybe I'm going to pass away alone in this room

The flower nobody can find but, you..........

Flowers rush into falling swung by the wind White sickroom blown by the wind

I remembered my precious one at last
Am I going to become ash and return to sand tomorrow?
Cherry blossoms out side the window I want to sleep under that cherry tree at the end

From now on I'm going to remember you swung by the wind with cherry blossoms

Slowly slowly slowly slowly flutter in the air