Born from young maiden's hair
Was watered by the children's tears
The tree is rising about the ghosts
And its leaves will never fall
Once the sky was full of flames
The sinister rain was stained fields
But cherry blossoms were all whitened
By the souls of blameless ones
Was watered by the children's tears
The tree is rising about the ghosts
And its leaves will never fall
Once the sky was full of flames
The sinister rain was stained fields
But cherry blossoms were all whitened
By the souls of blameless ones