Harusaki Sentimental

Dear,
How are you? For the first time, I'm going to write you a letter.
Somehow, I'm okay. I've gotten used to being alone.
On the way home through the park at night I saw the cherry blossoms in full bloom and have been thinking of you...

Floating into the deep black sky, the cherry blossoms appear to be gasping.
The world is slightly fevered, causing the scenery to appear distorted.
If love is the reason, surely, one day we too will breathe faintly. [1]
In our last moments, the flowers bloom. [2]

Hello, hello, can you hear me?
Am I coming through?
In my praying hands is a flower petal. You seemed to have touched it.

With brillliant color a sound is made and the cherry blossoms bloom.
Fragments of love overflow as I chase your voice.
The spring the flowers fell, when I looked up.

A warm wind begins to blow.
A spring storm is on its way.
As if confused the cherry blossoms bloom in a frenzy, but their fate is to be scattered.
Love too, is often like that, someday we'll be just the same,
as I think of this I laugh. [3]

Hello, hello, where are you?
What can you do for me?
In my searching hands is a flower petal. It seems to have been touched by you.

With brillliant color a sound is made and the cherry blossoms bloom.
Our once-linked hands are now seperated. One thousand overflowing wishes.
The spring the flowers fell, when I looked up.

I can't see your face for the falling, dancing cherry blossoms.
Because I woke from this fleeting dream, I am in tears...

With brillliant color a sound is made and the cherry blossoms bloom.
I've buried everything that was important to me under this tree.
The spring we were seperated, right before my eyes.
The spring the flowers fell, when I looked up.

They fell on me, on me, softly...