Now the pilot and his companions were riding in the car, heading toward the city of Seefeld.
The girl, Kasha, held onto the window as if she wanted to jump out, carried away by her admiration for the endless landscapes, roses, and flowers lining the road. It was as though the flowers were whispering to every visitor: "Welcome, please touch me, smell my perfume, sing for me."
Moments later, Kasha began to sing:
I left you, and the rain is falling.
I loved your mountains, your trees, your flowers.
I looked at their picture, smiling—
They whisper softly: "Hey, don't leave."
A cloud of peace passed over us.
Take the crown of the king—it rests upon the roses.
I loved your mountains, your trees, your flowers.
A portrait of the pilot, drawn by flowers.
Please don't leave, stay here.
We will lift our breath into a cloud,
So the sun may shine on you.
My love, you did not wait to see the sunset.
I am Kasha, sister of Akemi.
She passed you by, flying in peace.
And to catch up with her, I long to see
The gift she left for the world.
Now I am here, in Seefeld.
I loved its mountains, its trees, its flowers.
I breathe in her gift,
And kind voices tell me: "It is better to stay."
I am Akemi's sister, Kasha.
I have arrived late to you.
I come to you, asking: let the rain stop.