Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, Book of Songs volume.
I begged hard in front of the Buddha, just in exchange for being tied to you for three lives.
How should I write about these three lives of joys and sorrows?
Three generations of grudges, three generations of separation.
I've been waiting for so long, but I keep missing out.
It's just prosperous and backward, but there is still another life, let us not miss it again.
In troubled times and strife, for whom should I compose this song of farewell for three generations?
Conception: