Konpeki No Soujin
ふわののそらをあずまよりにしえととぶとりのかげ
Fuwano no sora wo azuma yori nishi e to tobu tori no kage
びらんのくもをじんらいとつらぬくせんたんのやか
Biran no kumo wo jinrai to tsuranuku sentan no ya ka
たいこうぜんめいさぶろうたつ
Taikou zenmei saburou tatsu
がっさいだんめつしょうへいぞこん
Gassai danmetsu shouhei zokon
そわみなむじょうどのむれ
Sowa mina mujoudo no mure
くりかえすじょうらんもはてぬきずも
Kurikaesu jouran mo hatenu kizu mo
なぎよのそぎょうとたたえる
Nagiyo no sogyou to tataeru
しこんにまざるいろあせたみどりのつきばえはくろ
Shikon ni mazaru iroaseta midori no tsukibae wa kuro
いやさかされどえどをなすだけふわくのばつ
Iyasaka saredo edo wo nasu dake fuwaku no batsu
ふううんきゅうこくどくがんなむ
Fuu'un kyuukoku dokugan namu
ぜいせいざんかいいずくんぞみまからぬ
Zeisei zankai izukunzo mimakaranu
そわいまおちうどのゆめ
Sowa ima ochiudo no yume
ゆりかえすたいらんもやめるきじも
Yurikaesu tairan mo yameru kiji mo
なきよにもどりてたがえる
Nakiyo ni modorite tagaeru
てんかにんとておいのましら
Tenkanin tote teoi no mashira
きるもおとすもおもいのままよ
Kiru mo otosu mo omoi no mama yo
うたげのあとにのこったくずは
Utage no ato ni nokotta kuzu wa
うまくひろえばおぬしのものぞ
Umaku hiroeba onushi no monozo
そわみなまよいごのむれ
Sowa mina mayoigo no mure
くちずさむたいぼうもこころざしも
Kuchizusamu taibou mo kokorozashi mo
ゆきたけちよえのくもつと
Yukitake chiyo e no kumotsu to
ああむじょうどのむれ
Aa mujoudo no mure
くりかえすじょうらんもはてぬきずも
Kurikaesu jouran mo hatenu kizu mo
なぎよのそぎょうとたたえる
Nagiyo no sogyou to tataeru
Azure Perception
The shadow of a bird flying from the east to the west in the sky of fluff
The task of piercing through the scattered clouds with human reason
The grandeur of the sun and the moon in harmony
The balance of the sun and the moon in the vast sky
The flock of infinite transient beings
The endless cycle of birth and death, the praise of the flowing night
The faded green moonlight mixed with indigo
Though it may be unpleasant, it only creates a floating haze
The wind, clouds, and sky are silent
The mountain range remains silent, not revealing its true form
The dream of the eternal land
The end of the repeated cycle, the cessation of the transient
Returning to the eternal night
The gods of heaven and earth, the true nature of the demons
Whether cutting or dropping, it's as you wish
The remnants left after the song
If you can gather them well, they will be yours
The flock of the lost after the night of bewilderment
The singing of the distant wind, the intentions of the heart
The snow-covered mountain and the clouds
Oh, the flock of the infinite transient beings
The endless cycle of birth and death, the praise of the flowing night