Sencha (煎茶) refers to Japanese ryokucha (緑茶, green tea) which is made into the green tea beverage by infusing the processed whole tea leaves in hot water. It is the most popular tea in Japan. This is as opposed, for example, to matcha (抹茶), powdered Japanese green tea, in which case the green tea powder is mixed with hot water and therefore the leaf itself is included in the beverage.
Among the types of Japanese green tea prepared by infusion, "sencha" is distinguished from such specific types as gyokuro and bancha. It is the most popular tea in Japan, representing about 80 percent of the tea produced in Japan.
The flavour depends upon the season and place where it is produced, but shincha, or "new tea" from the first flush of the year, is considered the most delicious. Tea-picking in Japan begins in the south, gradually moving north with the spring warmth. During the winter, tea plants store nutrients, and the tender new leaves which sprout in the spring contain concentrated nutrients. Shincha represents these tender new leaves. The shincha season, depending upon the region of the plantation, is from early April to late May, specifically the 88th day after Setsubun which usually falls around February 4, a cross-quarter day traditionally considered the start of spring in Japan. Setsubun or Risshun is the beginning of the sexagenary cycle; therefore, by drinking sencha one can enjoy a year of good health.
Sunrise in the city
Our soldiers are coming home
After 7 years of blablabla
She's waiting by the docks
With a picture in her hands
Of her one and only love
Others are still waiting
While families reunite
With the ones they missed so much
She's still standing alone
Now everyone else has gone home
A soldier walks up to her
with a picture of her in his hand
He said, sorry about your man
No one could have saved him
Sorry to say he isn't coming home
Numbness fills her body, weekening her knees
She wants to run away
Memories come alive, of how it used to be
Before he went away
So many things on her mind,
so many things she wants to know
did he miss me when he was alive
did he suffer or did he just go
he said lady he missed you and
said he'll always love you
sorry to say he isn't coming home
you should be proud he died a man
fighting for his country
sorry to say he isn't coming home
She's still on her own
Tells herself she should have known
That some soldiers fall in war
And don't come home
Now it's time to say goodbye
Trying so hard not to cry
Hoping that some day