a clear moon
distant lands
are longing for rest
night is approaching
i feel a pain in my heart
and cry tears of sake
a clear moon
distant lands
are longing for rest
night is approaching
i feel a pain in my heart
and cry tears of sake
the ink has dried
words begin to fade
as paper crumbles
but the sentiments remain
etched into my heart
In this church
may you find peace
and return to your true nature
the spiritual awakening
brings joy to the heart
understanding the self
feeling of freedom
a dream to withhold
Hidden moon
Cloudy sky
Words are stillness in the heart
as time fades
the past renews
our voice