Facing absolute truth
All dragons sleep underground
Still overlapped to this day
Just stay still
My will seems to be immersed in amber
Such is my Tripitaka in the sword, mirror, and stone
A majestic spirit and an insightful soul
negative mind
The sword is the spirit, the mirror is the soul, and the stone is the heart.
The current world cannot be called a world
Suspicion fills the grave
At the bottom of the pile of skeletons
See clearly
fasting wine
as before
free and at ease
Such is my Tripitaka in the sword, mirror, and stone
A majestic spirit and an insightful soul
negative mind
The sword is the spirit, the mirror is the soul, and the stone is the heart.
Spirit seeks soul
Soul seeks heart
What is that floating in the sky at the end?
It's your own soul
Such is my Tripitaka in the sword, mirror, and stone
A majestic spirit and an insightful soul
negative mind
The sword is the spirit, the mirror is the soul, and the stone is the heart.