On a hazy night, I hear a voice, a flower
Patterns of faint breath
The meaning forgotten in the misty fire, you
Even the presence nearby

Seeking the meaning of wishing
Capturing the wandering heart
The fate of blooming and withering
Come, power of this blue

Indigo snowstorm, dreams scattered
A moment dyed in a banquet
Encircling the past, the night moon cutting through the falling silence
Indigo peony, captivating flower
A meeting that passed in an instant
Adorn the window painting, the coming fate
Piled up and illuminated

Unheard guardians of the fruit of life, sickle
The color of the fate of sorrowful songs
The remembered heartbeat of the tree of hope, operating
Even to the footsteps I hear

Searching for meaning to wish for
Capturing the wandering soul
The fate of blooming and making bloom
Come, power of this blue
Illuminate the night sky

Binding flowers and spinning dreams, a figure dyed in deep indigo
Grasp ToCutmair
Cutting through the prayers wished for, the night moon

Indigo snowstorm, dreams scattered
A moment dyed in a banquet
Encircling the past, the night moon cutting through the falling silence
Indigo peony, captivating flower
A meeting that passed in an instant
Adorn the window painting, the coming fate
Piled up and illuminated