華 (petal)
The floating petals are breathtaking…
Sounds that doesn’t even reach the bathtub,
Along with the tears, it’s reality had passed.
They sank into the midst of the bubbles…
as goodbye wavers in the mixed colours of the water.
At night, when the moon sleeps, when there are no stars —
When the flower falls into dreams that brings it closer to tomorrow,
If it wishes to bloom, I would say, even remaining as a bud is fine.
The mirage where butterflies dance, holds a secret.
A secret, so distant, almost faint like mist.
It is the yesterdays, today and the uncertain now,
A merry-go-round that revolves towards where you are.
In this letter, with thoughts I couldn’t reach you with,
I tell myself, I’ll make them reach you one day.
For these lips tremble, trying to convey thoughts into words
Only one thing is for sure…
The beloved memories.
The vivid season’s colours run along the light that shines
If there are thoughts that can’t be said in words
I’ll give them to you in song, and make your heart bloom.
NB: This is actually a song from Alice Nine called hana. This is not the literal translation, but I changed it a little to my own understanding.
