Iroha

Buds in the muddy season Wondering as they open What comes next A brilliant sea of color The scent of rain on the wind And suddenly, they scatter A breath, a roar, a whisper, a laugh A window and a wall A dark but gentle storm The pilgrim petal snow The city alight in sunset after dawn "I like thunderstorms," you know And I realize: I'm raining too Will you ever see the cherry trees in bloom? It seems the Jacaranda trees will simply have to do Though wind and rain may wash away the brightest, pinkest hue Another spring, another day, somehow... 咲く A barren branch once aglow Nine types of light In a sea of purple Pink aflame in yellow The birds in flight Sing inadvertent poetry Pigs in planes and Cats on Mars The Titans at the door The dinosaurs! Two white tigers Playing in the starry stream Holding hands as they open Open the gate from winter to spring Will we never see these cherry trees in bloom? We only had the autumn leaves Oh, how can that be true? There'll never be another spring that feels this close to you And now I see the lights fade to blue... 咲く いろはにほへと ちりぬるを わかよたれそ つねならむ Wishes hang above the city Colors dance again like stars Ah, hope sprouts so tenderly In a ruined paradise うゐのおくやま けふこえて Someday we'll see the cherry trees in bloom The sunlight comes after the freeze And wraps us up in blue The early season's pinks and greens The color of our youth Until our spring can come again To the next season, look ahead... あさきゆめみし ゑひもせず And now we see the cherry trees in bloom Like blossoms flowing in the breeze There's still no one like you Your colors everywhere with me The melodies come through And so springs forth another song, somehow... 作