Text/North of Spring
Write a letter to you during the snowy season in the south
I don't know where to send it
Migratory birds have completed their migration a month ago
So far away
Who? Can love as much as they do
I hung the letter in the treetops
Perhaps, it will be seen by passing birds
The Metasequoia here is fiery red
Enthusiastic like a spring
In a limited time
Write what you want to say on it
I would like to invite you to come and see the fiery red Metasequoia
If, you can be like a migratory bird
Nostalgic for the South
I will be waiting for you here
Even if they are one hundred and eighteen thousand miles apart
Write a letter to you during the snowy season in the south
Tell you the secrets of southern winter
If, you can be like a migratory bird
Return to the south every year
When spring comes
I will fly north with you
We are all children of our hometown
Migrate during the seasons
In this ancient way
Let the wind bring you
The plum blossoms in the courtyard are already in full bloom
If, at this time, you are standing in the wind of your hometown
That whistling north wind is my message
When migratory birds return to the south
Towards the north