I go where the sword goes
Love and hate, hardships alone
I knife-pierced the sky
Doing it and do not understand
I am drunk and hazy
Resentment is magic, is empty
I woke up from a dream
Life and death are all empty
Also to rush, to hurry
Hate can not meet its point
Love hastily, hates also hastily
Everything is windy
A loud laugh, a sigh soon after
Happy life, sad life
With whom I share life and death?
With whom I live and die with?