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Cherry Blossom Views
I
Crazily dancing the cherry trees go
That were so sedate.
Now the wind scampers away
To far off Siberia.
II
A tree reveals its blossom's lace
Like a high-kicking can-can dancer.
My feet plod the pathway
But I do not feel their steps.
III
Cherry blossom drifts down
On the young girls drifts down
Their skin is as white as petals
Cherry blossom drifts down.
IV
Under the trees
Drinking saké,
White petals,
Red faces.
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