ガーデン

The song seems to encapsulate an entire lifetime - from the first tentative touches of spring to the last melting of winter snow. Each line is like the passage of time: flowers bloom and wither, people meet and part, and the heart still tries to hide its little garden from the winds of change.

There is something very gentle about this: tenderness mixed with sadness and warm acceptance that everything flows and everything changes. Even pain here does not tear things apart, but becomes part of the overall pattern, like autumn rain, which the garden needs no less than the sun.

The music is unhurried, breathing along with the lyrics - light, slightly pensive, with a hint of eternal ‘let it be as it will be.’ And this gives rise to the feeling that time does not need to be held back - it will preserve everything important inside anyway.