One day in the year of the fox
Came a time remembered well
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Won the tolling of the big black bell

One day in the year of the fox
When the bell began to ring (sing)
It meant the time [bad word] for one to go
To the temple of the king

There in the middle of the circle, he stands
Searching, seeking
With just one touch of his trembling hand
The answer will be found

There it lies and waits while the old man sings
Heaven, help me
And then like [bad word] of a thousand wings
It shines upon the one
And the day has just begun

There in the middle of people, he stands
Seeing, feeling
With just the wave of a strong right hand
He's gone to the temple of the king

Far from the circle of the edge of the world
He's hoping wondering
Seeking back from the stories he's heard
Of what he's going to see

And there in the middle of the circle it lies
Heaven, help me
But all could see by the shine in his eyes
The answer has been found

Back with the people in the circle, he stands
Giving, feeling
With just one touch of a strong right hand
They know of the temple and the king