I'm listening the spring rain
sitting in the room, much too large
because of my mother's death
I happened to look back
to find Mom already left this life
Hazy moon in the distance
In her ninety two years
my mother submitted quietly to her doom
Ah the middle of spring
To get over life's difficulties
To have seen Sakura ninety two times
Mom passed away in spring
[Note]
Sakura is the cherry blossom, and a symbol of Japan. The cherry blossoms have long been loved and appreciated with a special feeling by the Japanese because of its the way of ungrudgingly and purely falling to become like a wind storm.