Soon, I begin to run Through the beautiful Paradise before me Unrestrained and boundless, I am free
Still breeze moves nothing Cherry blossoms coat the ground Shadow strikes through night
The sight should be beautiful But, it only dredges up A bittersweet pain, The inescapable sorrow of parting
Gentle sea breeze drifts Island melody plays on A tropical day
Within a broken mind, The shrill cries of cicadas echo Against crumbling ivory bone The cicadas keep crooning, Even in the desolate spaces Where only silence exists Can you hear them?