Without any wings the yellow flowers are stuck on the ground  

So bright but dark the sun’s haze begins to say it's goodbyes,

the salty smell of the sea before my very eyes 

The vibrant blue almost feels gloom, brighten by the sky blues farewell,

Even if the ghost within me stays upon the ground,

I will glow like

that hana before me,

even if I can't leave the ground my pebbles will someday glide 

I refuse to let this moment go, the sea laughs as my tears fall on the ground

As the yellow the flowers began to dem, the sky is getting dark 

“Will the sea ever stop slashing!” I refuse to believe 

That the grass never tells it stories to the crown shaped flowers,"will it ever do?" the ghost appears, the flowers begin to gleam

once more, even if the flowers are so dem and had lost most of their color they will soon soar upon the sky 

I refuse to let this great painting be overlooked because it doesn't shine, the ghost and my Hana 

This great scenery it reminds of the hill that I’ve meet my hana, the melody of the sea and the yellow on the flowers still gleaming it's so vibrant It reminds me of “The starry night” by Van Gogh 

Without any wings the yellow flowers are stuck on the ground but the sea’s, reflection of the sun's haze Upon the sky makes the pebbles fly with that hana