Abdul Rahman Bin Nik Mazian
Near the classroom window
Is a carefree, sunny spot
Very little time is left on the spring calendar

During class, if I look around
Though wearing the same school uniform,
All of my classmates
Look like adults

With each person’s own future
We start our trip
On each of our backs
Sprout wings
Of our dreams

Each time the cherry blossom petals bloom,
Somewhere hope’s bell resounds
With the freedom of tomorrow,
We’re given courage
Each time the cherry blossom petals bloom,
Somewhere someone is praying
The door to a new world
We open with our own hands

There were times when we fought,
Called each other, and cried
Why do those troubled days
Feel so nostalgic?

During the happy or sad times
If we turned back in the distance,
No matter when
We were never alone

In the middle of our graduation picture,
I smile
The passing season wants to send us off
Good-bye

The petals of these tears go pitter-patter
On these cheeks they come out, flow, and fall
As we look up to the blue sky
And breathe in deeply
The petals of these tears go pitter-patter
Memories of that part make me happy
The stairs to adulthood before our eyes
Together we climb and wave our hands

Each time the cherry blossom petals bloom,
Somewhere hope’s bell resounds
With the freedom of tomorrow,
We are given courage
Each time the cherry blossom petals bloom,
Somewhere someone is praying
The door to a new world
We open with our own hands

The petals of our tears go pitter-patter
Onto these cheeks they come out, flow, and fall
As we look up to the blue sky
And breathe in deeply
The petals of our tears go pitter-patter
The memory of that part makes me happy
The stairs to adulthood before our eyes
Together we climb and wave our hands

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