If you were a bird, I would like to be a floating cloud or a towering ancient tree;
If you are a floating cloud, I would like to be the breeze and the clear sky;
If you are the breeze, I would like to be the drizzle and the March flowers;
If you are drizzle, I would like to be flying sand, clear water and clear spring.
Because you exist, I exist, transforming into any form, accompanying you, accompanying you, guarding you, and protecting you. For thousands of years, you have carried my fervent expectations and deep love. I have been waiting to meet you in the reincarnation of life and death.