It is said to be the celebration of spring,
But love is confused,
The flowers in the garden have lost their scent,
There is a hidden sorrow in the air,

There is silence everywhere as time drifts into a slumber,
And lost words remain in the heart,
I wonder how one does describe this pain,
I do I know if he is mine?

There is a distance between us,
Even though we are on this journey together,
Just like two ends of the river will never meet,

I can't take this pain of being close but far from you,
Feels like there is a glass wall between us,
There is silence everywhere as time drifts into a slumber,
And lost words remain in the heart,

It is said to be the celebration of spring,
But love is confused,
The flowers in the garden have lost their scent,
There is a hidden sorrow in the air,

The tune that I thought I would hear,
Was chosen by my heart,
But what is this tune that fate has chosen for me instead?

If I'm in grief he is not happy either,
Feels like loneliness overshadows us,
We meet but we do not unite,
Flowers bloom but don't blossom,
When I look around I see spring but it feels like autumn in
my heart,

It is said to be the celebration of spring,
But love is confused,
The flowers in the garden have lost their scent,
There is a hidden sorrow in the air,

There is silence everywhere as time drifts into a slumber,
And lost words remain in the heart,
I wonder how one does describe this pain,
I do I know if he is mine?