Translation
Fanfic: Sakura
Subtitle: die stillen tränen der kirschblüten
Chapter: a sad story ..
note told from seto's point of view ^^ °
... It is spring ... the cherry blossoms are blooming beautifully,
... as sad as they may be, ... but heaven is crying ... because it is raining ...
… It was exactly one year ago today…. I died a year ago ...
It was a day like any other, I sat in my office and worked on the computer ...
... petals swirl around in front of the window ... cherry blossoms ...
when I suddenly got a call ... a voice I didn't know told me that you had had an accident ... I hurried to the hospital as soon as possible ...
But it was already too late….
I will never see your smile again ...
and I wonder ... was it all my fault? was it my fault that this happened? would you still be alive if i was with you ... and I also wonder ...
…God! if you exist ... then where have you been? and have you ever been there
I wonder what I'm supposed to be here ... now that you are no longer there ... my life no longer has any meaning ... who still needs me?Nobody! ... Nobody needs me anymore ...
Nobody cares what happens to me anyway! ... why also? ... Nobody likes me anyway! They all hate me !! ... I hate myself ...
... life is a sad dream, from which one wakes up at some point ...
Haha…
... I feel the tears on my cheeks ...
It's crazy what can happen ...
... Cherry blossoms are scattered around the room ... the wind has blown them in ...
Aah ... in the drawer of my office there is an item that could help me ...
I'll go ... take it and leave the house ... I'll go to the park ...
... It is spring ... and the cherry blossoms are blooming beautifully,
... as sad as they may be, ... but heaven is crying ... because it is raining ...
I want to see her beauty one last time ... before I put an end to it all ...
One shot ... birds fly up in alarm ... and my eyes go black ...
…At last! ... finally all this has an end ...The bird flew away ...
... his white wings have been torn off ...
... the feathers, ... colored red with blood ...
... and softly you can hear the crying of the cherry blossoms, ...
... but no one sees her silent tears ...
END