Snowflakes Are Dancing

Snowflakes are dancing

They are dancing

They dance, dance

And can only dance

Snowflakes are falling

Falling on a synchronized row

Atop the old sycamore

They fall, fall

And will always fall

Snowflakes moves gently

Like a mature dandelion's seeds kisses a yoshino blossom

But when the harsh Winter approaches

They started to move sturdily

When Winter came earlier this morning

The seeds of kudzu had sprouted upon us

And their arrows hurted

Like a knife on our backs

Ai.

When Spring came on afternoon

All that remained after the snowflakes fall

Were a land of newborn hyacints

And the worlds of despair written on their minds:

Ai. Ai.