Plant
sweet kiss...

Spring's bringing leaflets
developing their flowers...

Be sure that great things
always start from the inside...

What?
Do you...

Flowers have bloomed
Bees have sucked the sweet nectar...

Fed by the sunshine,
happiness sent to the north...

Watching the sunrise
Not feeling bored nor it's tired...

Sweet
six feet...

YOU
Sweet mother...

A sword when misused
loses value, becoming...

My loop, my wings and my swing
I'm calling your bells to ring...

I do have
nostalgia to you...