The country is ruined and the family is destroyed, and the body is like duckweed.
Half a lifetime has passed, with the sound of traveling.
He is bound by his ideals and hatreds;
She is bound by her love and duty.
When the time has passed and the years have flown by,
The temples of the young warriors were covered with wind and frost,
The once alluring girl's eyes lost their luster,
Their few moments of love for home and country,
Where to go?