The wind is surging, the waves are rising
One is the Nirvana Phoenix in the Swamp of Death
One is a pearl covered in dust under thousands of miles of mountains and rivers
Light meets light, or light
When light meets darkness, it becomes darkness
Protons from neighboring countries come with destiny
Now the orphan girl is riding away on a white horse
The souls that will eventually overlap are in the wind and rain, like darkness
Caused several lamentations