The pinkness floats high in the sky
As wearyness comes over a butterfly.
Their fragrence so sweet
The roses cry in defeat.
The groans and sighs
Of their supports so high.
Wisper secrets of their nectar
And their petals so tendar.
That's why the cherry blossoms you see
Inchant me.
With their fragrence so sweet
Even the roses cry in defeat.
