Since God allows me to meet you
Your life is mine
Life and death follow each other in this life...
To break free from the prison of your imprisonment
I would rather break my wings...
Destiny and destiny, who is the master of destiny?
Are you and I lovers or enemies in this life?
When the sword pierces your chest, why is my heart bleeding?
I hate you, don't I? Why do I feel pain for you?
The bond between life and death is broad, and I will tell it to you; I will hold your hand and grow old together with you.
I would like to be proud of the world with you...