Blooming Sakura, Awakening from a Dream
A spring morning
The clatter of hooves
To pursue the legendary beautiful cherry blossoms
A tree swaying with romance
Like clouds, like brocade, as if made of paper
Large, large blossoms exhaling over the dust of the world
I long to knead it with my heart, yet hesitate to move
An island nation lies along the coast of the East Sea
You cast a mountain range without peaks
Adorned with purity coupled with madness
Only because of past prejudices and wounds
I dare not accept this love that has arrived
The graceful demeanor of Wu
Luscious red lips
Delicately powdered cherry blossoms
Do you know if my love is real?
The alluring bone of grace cannot match the noble spirit
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