Already, summer is already in full swing outside the window
Heavy rain is approaching.
Racing across the Pacific at full breath,
When that rain stops,
Now, if I wait,
The green feast will begin!
Just then, outside the iron bars gate,
I can sense someone’s presence.
Could it be a welcome guest?
I hurried out to check,
Waving only the tree branches in the wind and rain
Before I knew it, spring was slipping away.
Perhaps, in a corner of my heart,
Lingering in front of summer
Just as we remember last year’s beauty,
Finishing the Spring Contemplation
Returning to my side
He was there to greet Asta.
Now, I think it’s about time to come
The place that passed last year
Quietly watching
I tilt my head in confusion.
They’re coming back again this year.
We made a promise …
Perhaps, as many days as I have lived,
With maturity equal to the pain
No matter what the trial,
Shining even brighter in the greenery
White purity, pink love
I will bring it to me.
Yes, when the midsummer festival begins,
As always, my beloved aster
All the blue pure and pure across the world,
Carrying the purple scent
Make my love even greener, even greener
It will make the world beautiful!