To you who wields such an unclouded blade
I behold such nobleness
(That which fuels and burns your inner body)
When your ever-flowing confusion and hesitation
Is finally shaken off
(You are humbled in your cage)

Seeing off the pain
Of familiar loneliness

Far away...
(My journey; the end of it is)
Deep...
(My heart; this silence)
Strong...
(My life, which is being sharpened)
It is my testimony

Pure and sprouting
As though the greenery of this earth
Is aiming towards the sky...
(There is no impurity, nor is there hesitation)
Like when a large tree is nestled gently,
Protecting the search
(Knowing both fear and love)

Wrapping up the coarse shutters
That rest in my immature heart, ah...

(Even now, while wandering through the mist,
Allow yourself to be cut
Cutting down evil
With blades of our hearts)

(What falls in the night are flowers
Fluttering and dancing; they are my shadow
Even now, don't stop questioning
What is heading towards the centre of our world)

Far away...
(My journey; the end of it is)
Deep...
(My heart; this silence)
Strong...
(My life, which is being sharpened)
It is my testimony

(Even this beauty is filled with tension)
To you who wields such an unclouded blade
I behold such nobleness
(The red of my life is gently burning away)
My testimony...