Fate sent me to you,
Meeting you under a cherry blossom tree,
Drinking down your warm, sweet cup of love,

Catching your honey tears, with my lips,
You become my blessedness,
You become my hope,

Your love tastes sweet, like cherry wine,
It fills my heart,
And takes away my sorrowful hunger,

Together with you forever,
Drinking from your,
Never empty cup of love Is my blissful dream.

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