In the first life, you were the great Onmyoji of Heianjing. With a low status, I could only silently watch your splendor in the dark;
In the second life, you are a talented and beautiful boy from the Bakumatsu Shinsengumi. I am not well-trained enough and can only stay with you as a prototype and watch you die alone;
In the third life, you are the son of God Tatekai Dai in Kanagawa, Japan. In human form, I can finally work with you to fight for your dreams!
At that moment, I raised my wind horse, not to beg for blessings, but to wait for your arrival;
That day, I closed my eyes in the fragrant mist of the Sutra Hall, and suddenly I heard you chanting the true words in the Sutra;
In that month, I shook all the prayer buckets, not for salvation, but just to touch your fingertips;
That year, I kowtowed and prostrated on the mountain road, not to meet you, but just to be close to your warmth;
In that life, I traveled around mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but just to meet you on the way.