We’ll go through the cherry blossoms
Watching they dance until they rain onto the street
As it was last day of our love
You would put yr head on my bosom and cry
Making my jacket wet
I didn’t let you stop
For my tears were overflowing
Onto the top of yr head
We kissed our last
Then we departed on other sides of the street
We will never see each other again
With the pain of that reality
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I like the image of cherry blossoms raining onto the street on this sad goodbye.