In the center of summer that draws number 8 | |
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning | |
A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open | |
And watches the child of time being born | |
Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain | |
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on | |
Father Sun hid from bright red child | |
Called winter that nurtures life | |
And let the tiny red dragon swim in the sea of cloud | |
TIDA TIDA | |
はちがてぃぬ てぃきぬ ハレ なはに | |
あはてぃきぬ かみぎゅらさ すかま | |
おおたかや えだなん とゅまとゅてぃ | |
とゅきぬ くゎが うまれば はぬぃば ひろぐぃてぃ みちゅりよ | |
あらしや みちば くぃてぃ しずかに うとゆん | |
ながなが あむぃば ふらち | |
きぃろい きにゅば てぃらしゅんたむぃし ゆるば とゅかち | |
てぃんぬ てぃだや いなさん むんぬ ひきゃりさに | |
すがたば きゃち いのち すだてぃりゅん ふゆばゆでぃ | |
くもぬうみなん あはさん りゅうば あむらち | |
Sound of axe echoes through the woods | |
Long winter has come | |
TIDA TIDA | |
ぬんむ むたんがぬし みんなだち | |
きゅらさん こほろし ゆぬなかばみち | |
はなや みどりや いてぃむ ひらち | |
Hold the world with 2 crystal eyes, 2 free arms | |
TIDA TIDA | |
わかなぬ とろなん たねば まちりてぃ | |
かなしゃん わくゎ てぃだがなし わきゃてぃだかな | |
In the center of summer that draws number 8 | |
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning | |
A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open | |
And watches the child of time being born | |
Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain | |
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on | |
Father Sun hid from bright red child | |
Called winter that nurtures life | |
And let the tiny red dragon swim in the sea of cloud |
In the center of summer that draws number 8 | |
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning | |
A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open | |
And watches the child of time being born | |
Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain | |
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on | |
Father Sun hid from bright red child | |
Called winter that nurtures life | |
And let the tiny red dragon swim in the sea of cloud | |
TIDA TIDA | |
Sound of axe echoes through the woods | |
Long winter has come | |
TIDA TIDA | |
Hold the world with 2 crystal eyes, 2 free arms | |
TIDA TIDA | |
In the center of summer that draws number 8 | |
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning | |
A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open | |
And watches the child of time being born | |
Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain | |
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on | |
Father Sun hid from bright red child | |
Called winter that nurtures life | |
And let the tiny red dragon swim in the sea of cloud |
In the center of summer that draws number 8 | |
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning | |
A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open | |
And watches the child of time being born | |
Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain | |
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on | |
Father Sun hid from bright red child | |
Called winter that nurtures life | |
And let the tiny red dragon swim in the sea of cloud | |
TIDA TIDA | |
Sound of axe echoes through the woods | |
Long winter has come | |
TIDA TIDA | |
Hold the world with 2 crystal eyes, 2 free arms | |
TIDA TIDA | |
In the center of summer that draws number 8 | |
Magnifying full moon awaits for the beautiful morning | |
A falcon lands on a branch with his wings wide open | |
And watches the child of time being born | |
Storm changed his way and poured the gentle singing rain | |
Yellow yesterday melted the night to shine on | |
Father Sun hid from bright red child | |
Called winter that nurtures life | |
And let the tiny red dragon swim in the sea of cloud |