Ali Project

How more beautifully
It blooms than a flower
I suppose the blood of my heart
That can love you
Will be scattered indulgently

Until the darkness of your closed eyes
Is completely dyed crimson
It may cover this world
That is hazy with thin ink

Please,
Bury me
On this spring day

To the extent of being so pure,
I am without a harsh smile
I know the gentle you
From that time and our
Love is falling fragrantly ill

Please,
The first time we met by chance
Like a picture of time
Just like it's beautifully imprisoned
And I will remember in the night

Please bury me
Beneath the full-blooming
Cherry blossoms

As we are about to be parted
I call back
The ghosts of our playtime
As the quiet bones
Break in my arms

If I can go back
To the time when I embraced you
From this, living through everything
Let's throw away these days

Until the darkness of your covered eyes
Is completely dyed crimson
Let's purify this world of mine
That is hazy with thin ink

Please bury me
With your hands
On this spring day