On the island of Red,

I felt cherry blossom,

trickling down from me,

like a fruit-shiner

On the island of Red,

I smelt rose sweeter than the most

stunning smell in the world.

On the island of Red,

I found the scarlet

river flowing through the water

as clear as a ruby shinning.

On the island of Red,

I saw ruby water,

flowing calmer than a humans relaxation.

On the island Red,

I tasted the sweet cherries on the Mountains of Cherry,

which makes my mind into sweet drifting music.