The flowers illuminated an image of a sunset falling from the sky

When everyone walks past they can't help but let out a sigh

At the beautiful view beholding in front, both beautiful and shy

 

The flowers shone brightly each more vivid than the last

Covered by little dewdrops sprinkling in the wind

The wind which was flowing fast

 

Oh to run and have fun 

In the flower field beneath the sun

And enjoy the day that has just begun

 

Watching the days go by

Everything changed throughout the long times

But the flowers still stand tall and high

 

Oh to to be a flower admired not shied away

And not to be tossed away like used clay 

To be unswayed and praised

In this endless charade