Talk:夢と葉桜 (Yume to Hazakura)/@comment-86.7.57.19-20180504221909

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Many people say, that even to this very day That this river flows in a such gentle and loving way I can feel it now, this light breeze that adorns my cheek It reminds me of, memories made at this very creek

Why can’t I ever touch the distant sky? It’s so clear, but I begin to cry

As my mind unravels times that have long since then passed When we had thought that day would last

In this dream, where the Sakura petals flew so far away Carried on, with the changing winds of spring Drifting soft like the memory that’s stemmed deep into my heart I can feel those sweet words still lingering

How can someone sleep, with no one to keep company? I think curiously, as the wind blows warm by our feet If I knew it’d change, every moment we laughed as one I don’t I’d been as cheerful as you thought I was

And the moon, that had once glowed so bright Disappeared with no trace left in sight

I tried to disperse my own fears by leaving my dreams But it just tore me at the seams

Why is it, that time is such an awful, cruel reality? That we can’t stay connected as we were? As the leaves, that were once so bright, begin to fall away I knew then, that there was nothing left to say

In this dream, where the Sakura petals flew so far away Carried on, with the changing winds of spring Drifting soft like the memory that’s stemmed deep into my heart I can feel those sweet words still lingering