Tearful voices raised,
People are born into
This world of pain,
Burdened with sorrow and
Heartache.
Alone, on a shivering day
My own hands will become my kindling.
For my road is a steep mountain -
Without looking back, I will go on
Surrounded by troubles,
People set out to find answers.
At times temperamental,
At times lamenting,
They rebuke themselves.
Alone, on a fearful day
I can understand my life a bit.
For my road is a stormy sea -
Without shedding a tear, I will go on.
Some people think that I,
For your sake, want to refill
Your waning happiness.
Facing the brunt of a storm,
A gentle light waits ahead.
For my road is a blooming dream -
Without stopping, I will go on.
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