The sakura dance, dance, sway, scattering and dancingnAs spring comes, my heart that wants to return home comes outnI still remember it as if it was just yesterdaynnAs I gaze at your reflection through the mirrornYou give a small smile with your hollow eyes, your teary eyesnYour signs from that time that I overlookednAlso the irony is smashed up in the glassnnYou were sleeping with a cold facenI'm sorry On your cheek tears...nnThe sakura petals that peer in from the prison windowsnHas taken your smile and warmth and the overflowing tears won't stopnSomehow I want to return to that daynnI don't hear your voice andnAfter when I know the reason The memory comes to an endnCountless countless times it was murmured ycznnReading your heart over isnKnowing the heavy weight of my sin... The one who erased your life, was mennThe sunlight painted in sakura-color....nLiving here is my punishmentnAnd my voice to you will not stop cryingnPlease reach somehow...nnThe months and years I spent with you weighs heavily and painfully on my mindnThat will never disappear I'll always suffernThis year also, the sakura scatter....