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Imi Shijiku

Ayano Uema

Nishinu surakara nagariyuru kajiya maaniga nkatoraya ikuatin neran unukajiya shikatu ukituri dachishimiti na ichi sachuga unuhanaya sakachi narandi chijinu nesami iruga kajikaji shirashibusa chimuru umui katarebusa kajitu tumuni sata chiriti amitu tumuni hana chiriti yiedanu faaya utichikan tadanu chukutuba washiraran skachi naran hananu ati nugashi tuchinu nagariyuru saraba kurimadi tachiwakara nninu uchiya shiranatin yuruchi tabori imishijiku nkashi gutudu nama nkashi English translation: Blowing from the north To where this wind shall blow, This wind has no destination. Receive it surely and hold it tightly. Wondering when this flower shall bloom There is nothing to prohibit its blossoming. Desires to let you know of the many colors That want to tell of all my feelings, Combining the wind with my feelings. Flowers falling like the rain The leaves rustle through the branches. Don't forget one word. There is a flower that shall not blossom. Why does time pass it by? This is now the end and I must leave Though you may not know my feelings. Forgive me for but one drop of a dream That is a thing of the past, now so long ago.