Arashi, stepping through the deserted wilderness
I stare at me in the place of a clean deep mountain
Looking for the whole body to take it all
I will cast solitude, despair into the world without it. . .
I've been living like this forever
Red blood flow
To a stronger swordsman
Spirit shouted as it cries
The soul living in winter without knowing the spring
Let's bloom my bud
Surely as the blue moon
It will light faintly
Sneaky travelers will light up
The gentle mystery is also strength
The noble sword sometimes feels far away
Shaking heart, as if to cancel
I've been living like this forever
Red blood flow
To a stronger swordsman
The spirit shouted out to be naughty.