Ah, stay vibrant like flowers blossom in full glory,
Ah, spread your wings gracefully like a bird.
Ah, fell pleasant whichever way the wind blows, keep on.
Ah, shone on by the pale moonlight.
Existence we all call it righteous
changes depending on one's own measure.
If anything in this world is immutable,
Let me call this world,
"Kachoufuugetsu".
Oh, such a majestic and beautiful thing.
Realuzed and after regret,
we will learn, and then let us move on.
So that we'll never repeat
the sins we have made on our past.
What we call "History".
Is the big growth of the wide world.
When the unchangeable emotions reconciled
after they have wandered around and hurting each other.
Existence we all call it reghteous,
an illusion unknown even to adults,
If anything in this world is immutable,
Let me call this world,
"Kachoufuugetsu".
Oh, such a peaceful and nostalgic thing.
Sometimes I just wonder that
utterly purething is the only rightness.
"Right thing" within sin.
We have known by being charmed and realized.
Unafraid of impurity, showing them much love and
affection.
We also call it "righteous"
Because they are without from and yet
We eagetly try to understand them, everything
All God's creatures great and small held within all of us, our heart,
"Kachoufuugetsu".
They are immeaurable, and thus meaningful.
And that is why we wonder in search of love.
Even a heart that can mourn someone.
And a true kindness that can persuade you are surely,
All God's creatures great and small held within all of us, our heart,
"Kachoufuugetsu".
Keep on being beautiful no matter what.
Remain beautiful foever and ever.
