Chinkon Shiyou
ALI PROJECT
Soul Cleansing
To protect
The ones we love
Will we have to
Sacrifice our lives?
Clutching in these hands
A sword called
Peace
Will we have to fight?
The me before I was born
Is now here
Is it a sleeping soul?
As the pure white doves
Descend
The rustling treetops
Under the midday moon
On a lost path
In a reached land
I hear a voice
Resembling a distant brother
Ah, you, instead of me, go on living
Cursing the heavens
We continue to pray
Blurred by the shadows
Of delicious people
Who is it
That embraces
Endless sorrow?
Only the faint drizzle
Of a late afternoon
The deep blue
Sky's brightness seeps in
A wandering heart
Listens to
A gentle sister-like
Song in the resurrected blood
Ah, you, do not die for me
The pure white doves
Take flight
Heading towards
The light at the tip of their wings
Without forgetting
The river of tears
With no end
People cross over
The fleetingness of life
The fragility of living
Within the passing time
We know
On a lost path
In a reached land
I hear a voice
Resembling a distant brother
Ah, you, be strong for the sake of love
