Yami ni chiru sakura (en inglés)

Yami ni chiru sakura
concealing myself into the nearby scenery,
i couldn't find a colour to blend into
at least might be able to desappear
into the darkness of the night
my hand was offered
the bell of closure rang,
i awoke from the fleeting dream
Goodbye, beloved the spring breeze
swayed me
When the cherry blossoms weeped