Born from young maiden's hair
Was watered by the children's tears

The tree is rising above the ghosts
And its leaves will never fall

Once the sky was full of flames
The sinister rain was staining fields

But cherry blossoms were all whitened
By the souls of blameless ones

Prophecies in my dreams
Dark rain forming black streams

When I'm waking up
I can still feel it
The deadly rain all over me

Autumn harvest is there
Time of the greatest loss
Take your final glance now

Prophecies in my dreams
Dark rain forming black streams

I dream of the tree
And the spirits around it
Looking calm, still crying for it all

Autumn harvest is there
Time of the greatest loss
Take your final glance now

As it was once told
Flames appeared in the nightly skies
Above this olden town
We were the ones
To guard you all, to soothe you in pain

Prophecies in my dreams
Dark rain forming black streams
I've foreseen this day [bad word] 
The city's dead, so few survive

We have always been here
Around the cherry tree
Trying [bad word] you all... in pain