AISubs v3
In the middle of the sky,
there's a trace of a nail
The crescent moon is left behind
and the night opens up
Someday, this place
will have to move
Morning dew and memories
are not eternal
They are the blessings of the passing seasons
The sheep start their journey
without telling anyone
From the mountain to the mountain,
they start walking
on the still red road
The wind and light blow quietly
and ring the bell
Where is tomorrow? Where is the future?
On a rainy day or a stormy day,
I look straight ahead and aim for the faraway mountain top.
The village goes on.
I know there is no flat road anywhere.
Only a little bit of resentment and love for my family can make me stand up.
The sheep don't talk. They can't eat in their dreams.
I keep walking to live.
I want to deliver my feelings and my life to the God I want to reach.
I want to deliver my prayers.
Yama Yama
The slow passage of time on this happy journey
The shepherd walks from the day he is born
The shepherd begins his journey without telling anyone
Starting to walk from mountain to mountain, the slopes are still red
The quietly blowing wind and light ring the bell
Where is tomorrow, where is the future