Even If I Am, Let Me Sing of the Sword

She was, and always will be, herself: blossoms carried on the sunset breeze.

You will lie asleep in a clear lake, while I am on the battlefield sweeping across the land.

Once I conquer the world, I will win the heart of the one I love.

But at the end of time, what is any of it worth without you?

Theme: The male lead longs for the female lead