Every time we play the piano, everyone is enthralled
Our deep affection towards each other is like a piano keys
There are times we are filled with fear and immorality
Times when we are wrapped up of innocence and purity.
I hate it whenever I tap the black keys,
All the words you have give voice to was sharp as knife.
But even though the black keys gives us sadness
Remember, my love, it also creates brilliant piece.
Everyone was mesmerized, seeing the imagery we made
The two of us under a cherry blossom, gazing on those falling petals
At their beauty's zenith, the blossoms starts to fall
Yet ours arise.
