On a morning when you wore some light makeup, although you usually go without it
On the cusp between beginnings and endings
We made an unforgettable promise
I’ll give you a bouquet
My beloved, my beloved
No matter what words I string together
They won’t become the truth, so—
Today I give to you a bouquet, one the color of tears
Without the unseen hardships and loneliness of everyday
If it were only enjoyable things all the time
I would have ended up not knowing love
I’ll give you a bouquet
The things I want to say, want to say
There will surely be a whole bunch of them, but—
Leaving it so that only God knows them all
Today I give to you a bouquet, one the color of tears
They can’t all be carried, even with both hands
My many thanks for this dazzling scene
Even on days when it rained across the whole world
Your smile was my sun
Even if I can’t get that all across to you now
It’s no different from the truth
Hold me now, just once before the goodbye
I’ll give you a bouquet
My beloved, my beloved
No matter what words I string together
The praise they sing for you won’t be enough, so—
Today I give to you a bouquet, one the color of tears