She said...
"oh Sensei, contrary, how does your school now?"
"come with me, and you'll be, the seventh maid in a row."
My answer was laughter, soft as I lowered my head
*you're too late, I'm afraid, this flower's already dead
Resetting as I was, with blossoms in full bloom
(Blossoms in full bloom)
Never a chance to pause with life to consume
(Life to consume)
A shadow walked behind me offering his hand
But couldn't understand
She said...
"oh Sensei, contrary, how does your school now?"
"come with me, and you'll be, the seventh maid in a row"
My answer was laughter, soft as I lowered my head
*you're too late, I'm afraid, this flower's already dead
Scattering petals down the road without an end
(Road without an end)
Left on the battleground for one I called my child
(One I called my child)
Maybe he loved me as he took me by the hand
And tried to understand
I said
"oh Sensei, contrary, how does your school now?"
"stay with me, I can't see, anywhere that we could go"
His answer, was laughter, as darkness swallowed them up
*one more time, I'll be fine, sometimes kindness is enough
"oh Sensei, contrary, how does your school(feel) now?"
"don't leave me,(please save her) please don't be, (I may be)the seventh maid in a row"
My answer, a whisper, soft as he lowered her head
*set them free, I'm sorry, this flower's already dead