Arashi, kakenukeru kouya wo fumishimete
kiyoki shinzan no chi de ware wo mitsumeru
subete uketomeru mi to kokoro motomete
kodoku, zetsubou mo mu no sekai e toujiru. . .
* Zutto koushite ikite kita
akaki chishio nagare
motto sochi tsuyoki kenshi ni
nare yo to sakenda kotodama
Haru mo shiranu mama fuyu ni ikiru tamashii
akaneiro wo s***a ware tsubomi saka sou
# Kitto aoki tsuki no gotoku
awaku hikaru de arou
sotto tabibito terasu yo na
yasashiki ougi mo tsuyosa yo
Kedakaki ken wa toki ni tooku kanjiru
yureru kokoro, uchikesu yo ni
* Repeat
# Repeat
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I run through the storm stepping firmly on the wasteland
On the earth deep in the pure mountains I gaze at myself
I take in all that my body and heart want
I cast solitude and despair to the world of nothingness...
* Always living in this way
Crimson blood flows
To become a stronger swordswoman
Is the cry of my soul
My soul that lives in winter fails to understand the spring
Into a madder red my flower bud has bloomed
# I will always be like the pale moon
Shining faintly
Softly illuminating travellers
Whose tender mysteries are also strength
The sublime blade sometimes feels distant
As if to deny my wavering heart
* Repeat
# Repeat
kiyoki shinzan no chi de ware wo mitsumeru
subete uketomeru mi to kokoro motomete
kodoku, zetsubou mo mu no sekai e toujiru. . .
* Zutto koushite ikite kita
akaki chishio nagare
motto sochi tsuyoki kenshi ni
nare yo to sakenda kotodama
Haru mo shiranu mama fuyu ni ikiru tamashii
akaneiro wo s***a ware tsubomi saka sou
# Kitto aoki tsuki no gotoku
awaku hikaru de arou
sotto tabibito terasu yo na
yasashiki ougi mo tsuyosa yo
Kedakaki ken wa toki ni tooku kanjiru
yureru kokoro, uchikesu yo ni
* Repeat
# Repeat
__________________________________________________________
I run through the storm stepping firmly on the wasteland
On the earth deep in the pure mountains I gaze at myself
I take in all that my body and heart want
I cast solitude and despair to the world of nothingness...
* Always living in this way
Crimson blood flows
To become a stronger swordswoman
Is the cry of my soul
My soul that lives in winter fails to understand the spring
Into a madder red my flower bud has bloomed
# I will always be like the pale moon
Shining faintly
Softly illuminating travellers
Whose tender mysteries are also strength
The sublime blade sometimes feels distant
As if to deny my wavering heart
* Repeat
# Repeat