Lyrics:

takai sora ni nobita shiroi kumo
machi wa ichinichi goto fuyu no iro
biru to biru no sukima nagareyuku
kawamo ni yurete ru sakura no eda

yurari yurari kataki tsubomi wa
kimi o omou otomegokoro

haru ga kuru koro kono koi wa donna hana o sakasete kimi ni mai oriru
hana saku koto wa niaisou mo nai watashi da keredo hakanaki yume miru
hitomi no naka kaze ni saki hokoru koi to iu na no sakura yo

hajimete meguri au setsunasa wa
michite wa kakete yuku tsuki no you
au tabi ni chikadzuku kuchibiru o
musubeba kowarete shimaisou de

yurari yurari kimi mo onnaji
omoi daite aruite ru no

yagate sora kara shukufuku no yuki ga koibito’tachi o tsutsumikomu deshou
hanayaka na machi kagayaki no naka de kono koi wa mada tsubomi no mama na no
sakura sake fuyu no yoru ni

hito wa doushite ai o shiru tabi ni harahara namida kobore ochite yuku

haru ga kuru koro kono koi wa donna hana o sakasete kimi ni mai oriru
hana saku koto wa niaisou mo nai watashi da keredo hakanaki yume miru
hitomi no naka kaze ni saki hokoru koi to iu na no sakura yo


english translation:

White clouds stretch towards the high sky
In the city, winter-colours flow through the gaps
Between the buildings every day
The branch of a cherry-blossom stirs the river surface

Stiff flower buds sways slowly
Thinking of you; a lady’s feeling

When spring arrives what kind of flower
Will this love allow to bloom and fly down to you?
I may not be like a blooming flower
But I do see a transient dream
Of a cherry-blossom called love
That blooms fully in the wind inside your eyes

The pain of when we first met
Waxes and wanes like the moon
Whenever we meet our lips draw close
And when they meet I seem to fall apart

You also sway slowly in the same way
Walking while embracing your feelings

Before long, the blessed snow falls down from the sky
And envelops all lovers
Amidst the radiance of the gorgeous city
This love is still in bud
Cherry-blossom, bloom in the winter night

Why do tears spill over and fall
Whenever people find love?

When spring arrives what kind of flower
Will this love allow to bloom and fly down to you?
I may not be like a blooming flower
But I do see a transient dream
Of a cherry-blossom called love
That blooms fully in the wind inside your eyes