In the park the cherry blossoms bloom,
And the petals’re flying according to the breeze,
Because of cold, spring is in loom,
But the pink petals are dancing on the trees
The fragrance aboard the tender breeze,
It permeates the windows and notices me spring.
The young are walking on the lane under the trees,
And making pictures, and cherries are blooming.
The trees stand tall, and the branches wear,
The pink and white flowers, wait the leaves.
The park-road, ten lis, they boast for their share,
They fade away when meet the leaves.
The blossoms are beautiful, not blooming but will fade
Away. Petals glimmer in the light.
Enjoy your days till the old pervade
Your life. Sooner the dawn dusk on the light.