The peerless demon fox yearns for love
The holy king, the silver wolf, seeks splendor
The general willingly endures cruel torment
Her rosy sunset robes spread across the world
Who says that if there are flowers, they must be plucked?
Without flowers, one can be all the more carefree
In another life, the pain of parting led to wandering
In this life, no lover's bond can come to pass
O soul imprisoned in loneliness for a thousand years, when will you be free?
Tell me, must I really wait until your soul scatters and your ashes vanish?
Only then can your endless hardships and unbearable burdens be redeemed.
If it truly must come to this,
I will beseech Buddha to send down flames and turn us both to ash.
Afterward, amid the rolling mortal world and endless mist, you will no longer remember me, nor anything that came before. But,
O heavens, before I depart, I beg you:
Leave me one tear
So it may
Accompany her to the ends of the world.
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