My slave, your sword has broken the seal. The memory that has been sleeping for thousands of years is only burning for that moment. The iris flowers are blooming so beautifully, my dear, have you seen it? My wandering heart is only looking for you. I am not a witch, but I want to save you with my soul. I could travel through centuries to seek your only love. Look for traces of your fire-like youth and wind in the flames of war.
The lock of fate. As long as I have the heart to love you, I can definitely open it.
The wind ruffles your flowing hair unbridled, and the smell of rosemary is strong in the air. That makes me unable to smell your scent, my favorite scent of jasmine. The blood is flowing, and the setting sun is like blood. I saw tears shining in the corners of your eyes, so dazzling. Just because of power, they are destined to fight.
Under the moon, I cried alone beside the flowers. When you ask me what's going on, I just shake my head. You are the destined king, and you will never understand the feelings of a little girl like me. I turned into a human form, not to be blinded by seeing you being killed, but to repay you, and to protect you.
I want to fly, fly through the smoke. I have heard that a love is just a colorful fireworks in the end, beautiful and short-lived. I would rather leave quietly when the fireworks are brilliant, without regrets.