Reima’s Shards

To boost the morale of his comrades, Knichad decided to sing a song. - In the green of spring, Beneath the old cherry tree, He bids farewell to his beloved Nishodo. The petals rustle, And he speaks softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, beautiful Aiyano." Aiyano is silent, and tears flow, Her soul aches with sadness. Drip-drip-drip from Aiyano's clear eyes, Tears fall onto the katana. Drip-drip-drip from Aiyano's clear eyes, Bitter tears fall, drip-drip, Falling right onto the katana. In the cold of winter, Again, beneath the cherry tree, He meets with his beloved Nishodo. The petals rustle, And he speaks softly: "I have returned to you, my beautiful." Aiyano, tears of happiness flow, Her soul sings like a shamisen. Drip-drip-drip from Aiyano's clear eyes, Tears fall onto the katana. Drip-drip-drip from Aiyano's clear eyes, Sweet tears fall, drip-drip, Falling right onto the katana.