Singing of a flower

By: shino

Featuring Miku

Gazing at something, you seemed close yet far The grown-out nails on the cooled hand that grasped mine hurt Even then, I, with a smile just like that flower, Laughed together with you. Admirable, right?
The season of dancing sakura Without saying that single word, "goodbye", It’ll surely remain in my heart Will I forever be alone? The blooming flower before me Was vivid beyond all else in the world Even if I stretch my hand out, I can’t touch it So I alone held the flower of my dreams
A fluttering song, I sing, the flower’s song Singing to myself as I walk The hand that should’ve grasped something Grasped a flower that dissipated into the sky instead Your profile illuminated by the light Was so beautiful That before I knew it, I was left breathless In pure bewilderment
Hey, wait? If I can’t reach you Then let me simply wish for your happiness I’d convinced myself that this is enough for me Yet I still gazed at you, wistfully, singing to you A contrarian, wishful song
You were looking at someone else, somewhere, not here At a blooming flower somewhere else, not here Even then, I, with a smile just like that flower, Laughed together with you. Hurts, doesn’t it?
In a place I don’t know, you alone Grow up, Leaving me, unable to grow up despite it all, Remaining like a child, behind Even though I knew that I couldn’t reach you, My desperately stretched out palm The fluttering, dancing sakura petals
The season of fleeting dreams Without saying that single word, "goodbye", It’ll surely remain in my heart Will I forever be alone? The blooming flower before me Was vivid beyond all else in the world Even if I stretch my hand out, I can’t touch it So I alone held the flower of my dreams
A fluttering song, I sing, the flower’s song My mouth, sloppily, as I walk The hand that should’ve grasped something Grasped a flower that dissipated into the sky instead Your profile illuminated by the light Was so beautiful That before I knew it, I was left breathless In pure bewilderment
Hey, wait? Because I can't reach you, Then let me simply wish for your happiness I’d convinced myself that this is enough for me Yet I still gazed at you, wistfully, singing to you A contrarian, wishful song
Wait? I can’t reach you but-- Hey, wait-- Dancing-- Wait-- I say, but-- Disappearing-- Surely-- Crying-- Blooming-- Wait-- Dancing-- Wait-- I say, but-- Disappearing-- Wait-- Wait-- Grasping the grass from my dreams, I sing to you A contrarian love, a song full of longing

Translation: Shiopaca

Winner of the ProSEKA NEXT Song Contest. The theme was "Song you'd listen to in spring".

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