To you who wields such an unclouded blade I behold such nobleness (That which fuels and burns your inner body) When your ever-flowing confusion and hesitation Is finally shaken off (You are humbled in your cage)
Seeing off the pain Of familiar loneliness
Far away... (My journey; the end of it is) Deep... (My heart; this silence) Strong... (My life, which is being sharpened) It is my testimony
Pure and sprouting As though the greenery of this earth Is aiming towards the sky... (There is no impurity, nor is there hesitation) Like when a large tree is nestled gently, Protecting the search (Knowing both fear and love)
Wrapping up the coarse shutters That rest in my immature heart, ah...
(Even now, while wandering through the mist, Allow yourself to be cut Cutting down evil With blades of our hearts)
(What falls in the night are flowers Fluttering and dancing; they are my shadow Even now, don't stop questioning What is heading towards the centre of our world)
Far away... (My journey; the end of it is) Deep... (My heart; this silence) Strong... (My life, which is being sharpened) It is my testimony
(Even this beauty is filled with tension) To you who wields such an unclouded blade I behold such nobleness (The red of my life is gently burning away) My testimony...