The wind, whishing through the wilderness, brews up a red sandstorm.
Beyond the sky that we're gazing up at, history is waiting for our command.
For some, thoughts can only be conveyed through hurting one another,
and then, unable to find tranquility, they quickly perish from the world.
Tenderness will become our shield, and power will become our sword.
Once we've known true pain, we'll have the power to understand everything.
Yes, so that we'll be lost, so that we'll be troubled, darkness will surely come.
In order to embrace, in order to love, the time will come for us to shout.
Within lamentation, within hope, we learn the meaning of life.
The legend, which only you may carry on, will begin now.
In the depth of the night, as though you had thrown away your heart,
you fixed your staring eyes to the lonely reality.
No matter how long time may elapse, it cannot last for eternity.
Eventually, you will probably let go of my hand and go far away.
Bound by love, before I lose everything I have,
my shaking off your hand is the final proof of my past love.
Come, if you're journeying, if you have faith, then don't be stopped by your memories.
If you will make an oath, if you will start running, then cast away fear and hesitation.
If even betrayal or hatred can be considered a form of "bond",
then please understand, please turn away, and please forget me among other things.
Yes, so that we'll be lost, so that we'll be troubled, darkness will surely come.
In order to embrace, in order to love, the time will come for us to shout.
Within lamentation, within hope, we learn the meaning of life.
The legend, which only you may carry on, will begin now.