Kazuki Tomokawa Mata kon Haru

a new spring will come,
they say.
but for me it is bitter.
what's this new spring for?
my child will not come back.

it was in may of this year.
on my arms
i carried you to the zoo.
i showed you elephants,
you where whining.
i showed you birds,
you where whining.

only the deer,
that i showed you in the end,
you silently stared at.
did their antlers fascinate you?

in that moment you stood truly
amidst the light of this world.
you stood there and you only stared,
amidst the light of this world.

a new spring will come,
they say.
but for me it is bitter.
what's this new spring for?
my child will not come back.