In the Warmth of Childhood

In the distance, where the sky meets the sea,
A longing in my heart, a melody
Of heartache and homesickness, a sorrow so deep,
A yearning to return, to the place I used to keep.

Somewhere far away, where the mushroom rain falls,
Straight by the river, in a small garden, it calls;
The cherries have ripened, bending down to the ground,
Somewhere far away, in my memory, it's found.

In the warmth of childhood, though memory is veiled,
It's hidden behind such big snowflakes, it's hailed;
But now, as in my youth, it's warm and it's real,
Somewhere far away, where the mushroom rain falls.

You, the thunderstorm, quench my thirst
Till dawn, but not until death;
Once again, like the last time, I'll soar
Into the sky, as if seeking an answer, I'll explore.

Somewhere far away, where the mushroom rain falls,
Straight by the river, in a small garden, it calls;
The cherries have ripened, bending down to the ground,
Somewhere far away, in my memory, it's found.

In the warmth of childhood, though memory is veiled,
It's hidden behind such big snowflakes, it's hailed;
But now, as in my youth, it's warm and it's real,
Somewhere far away, where the mushroom rain falls.

I ask you, though for a short while,
My sorrow, leave me, and fly away;
On a gray cloud, fly to my homeland,
From here to my homeland, where love will stay.

In the distance, where the sky meets the sea,
A longing in my heart, a melody
Of heartache and homesickness, a sorrow so deep,
A yearning to return, to the place I used to keep.


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