Chrysanthemum flowers at the end of a dream
Scattering tears around
They rise, with a farewell, until we meet again
The vibrant fleeting summer peonies
In pursuit of the lingering incense
Open your eyes, it is not yet time to fall
A quivering ring of flame, grasping divine power
A silence enough to take the breath of the two away
Yellow flowers bid farewell to the dying mayflies
La La La
La La La
La La La Although love is fleeting, flames last a millennia
La La La Love is alluring, stained with crimson blood.
At the very end of the dream’s ending
We raise the revolving ring of flame
Farewell, beloved sky of this world, we yet search and aim for the dwelling of the next priestess
At the moment of the song of divine descent
The village of Are, Are, the honorable Are
Fulfill it! Fulfill it!
Express your heart and proceed forward
If sadness can also be loved
Why do tears fall, I wonder
If affection can be parted with
Why are we born, I wonder
Still, I wanted to live and love
Still, I wanted to live and love
Still, living… I wanted to live
Here, sing a song of parting
To proceed and devour the gods
Chrysanthemum flowers, a divine ritual of music and dance