樱花会再开，故事却未必能重来。
泪水种下的树终会开花，而记忆里的你，仍在风中回望。
那些没能说完的话，都在春天里重新盛放。
Cherry blossoms will bloom again, but the story may never return.
The tree watered with tears will one day flower, while the memory of you still drifts in the wind.
All the words left unspoken are blooming once more, quietly, in the spring.