幾年月 [Ikutoshitsuki] [English translation]

My thoughts spin like yarn, my words bleed through

Dancing with the wind is the letter that I chase

As if trying to pass me by, your facade leaves a trail of aroma

Softly stained with spring

The wind blowing on my face

Felt just a little cold

As if it was cooling off

My passionate feelings for you

“I will not marry that man”

I told my father

My reply for you is at the cherry blossom tree

My handwriting wriggles

My thoughts spin like yarn, my words bleed through

From the spring aromas, I feel you

My thoughts pile up, I spell them out on my letters to you

A drop of dew drips down from the peony, sinking into the paper

The cherry blossoms sprout, how many springs have gone by

Searching for my letters, your fingers trembled

Your tears overflowed, collapsed and fell

Ringing in your ears is the music of the wind

My thoughts spin like yarn, my words bleed through

The season of ripened fruits cools off my cheeks

As if trying to pass me by, your facade leaves a trail of aroma

Softly stained with spring