Impresario:-

The battle between the West and the East
was growing more fierce day by day.
On the battleground during a furious skirmish,
the soldier Draco of the Western castle Garou
thinks of Maria,
whom he left in his homeland...

Draco:-
Oh, Maria
Oh, Maria
Is my voice reaching
To where you are?

Impresario:-
The West was defeated, and Maria's castle
came under Eastern control.
Maria, forced into marriage by
the Eastern Prince Ralse,
does not abandon her feelings for Draco,
but thinks of her lover each night
as she watches the skies...

Maria:-
My beloved, are you going to a distant place?
And we just pledged eternal love...
Through sad times and hard times,
I'll think of that shooting star as you.
Do I have to exchange vows with one I don't love?
What shall I do? I'm waiting for your words...
 [bad word] .. Maria.
Dance a step with me...
Ha ha ha ha...

Maria:-
And I thank you, my beloved,
For my feelings may have swayed,
But oh so gently, and so kindly, you answered me
I'll wait for you forevermore...

Chancellor:-
Prince Ralse is searching.
For his dance partner.
Please resign yourself to this.
We've [bad word] a dependency
of the East, after all...

Messenger:-
The Western survivors are attacking!

Ralse:-
What?

Soldiers:-
Attack!

Draco:-
Wait!
Maria!

Maria:-
Draco!
I had believed in this day.

Ralse:-
Maria is meant to
be my queen.

Draco:-
Though it may cost me my life,
I refuse to let her go.

Ralse:-
Then we duel!