A family of merchants, an army, a group of bandits, a mysterious organization, you sing and I come on stage, uh... The world...
A cloud that drifts away with the wind,
Ink that disperses when dropped into water,
A tree of everlasting peach blossoms,
I'm here, you've turned around,
You are here and I am no longer here,
There are eight thousand words in the world, but the word love is the most hurtful...