【三月の雨】
A stick, a stone.It's the end of the road.It's the rest of the stumpIt's a little alone.It's a loss, it's a find.It is life, it's the sun.It is night, it is death.It's a hunch, it's a hopeAnd the riverbank talks of the waters of March.It's the promise of life in you.It's the joy in your heart.(Waters Of March より)明日から新年度。The new fiscal year 2011!はりきっていこう!