In the rice fields we laughed and frolicked for no reason as we went home
I look upon that unchanging view just a little longer, one last time
Today’s the day of your graduation
“We’ll meet again when something else cries”
Slip away, slip away
From this fate that is far too sad
You are not a flower of hell
So don’t bloom, don’t bloom
And don’t go and get entangled
In a place like that
Fragments of time fly around soundlessly
Raindrops become drops of blood
And stream down my cheeks
If there’s no place anywhere that you can return to now…
Follow my finger
And I’ll take you by the fingers
To the forbidden forest where cicadas cry
You can no longer turn back