Like a blowing gale
It bites into my chest
And a while later, my feelings become warmer
In my heart, there is a blue wolf
Without any wounds, it's bleeding
Lost, confused, and wandering about
I let out sounds that make no sense
Their echoes travel throughout the mountains and the sky
But where will this song reach to?
As I break down on the path, I cannot call anyone's name
When I hold my shattered pride that's scattering about
The new moon is reflected in the muddy water of the ditch
Why does it display a gentle spring?
If I intersect with the loneliness
Of someone else for a while
Their helping hand is only extending its shadow
Even if we want to inspect that place
This place is a distant, crimson battlefield
The falling destination
Of the nomadic people
Is the flower of evil that is dark
The blue storm of my soul
Continues to blow without stopping
Getting impatient, panting, and crawling about
Trying to cut myself away from earthly desires
Going back and forth down the animal trail
When will my troubles end?
Did I know from birth
That the warmth called love is sorrowful?
Implicitly wanted my nurturing mother
In the days you have given me
It get closer, and then goes away
Is what I'm holding just an illusion?
What I hold in these arms is a double-edged sword
A stranger and I stab each other, and we ascertain
That we were both born to this world
My body is in captivity
Even if I show my fangs
Where are my unseen enemies?
In my heart, there is a blue wolf
How many sleepless nights have passed?
With the fine weather torn to pieces
And the dark purple earth in chaos
The evening glow is like a miracle
And wearing it, I am blood stained
Like a blowing gale
It bites into my chest
And a while later, my feelings become deeper
In my heart, there is a blue wolf
Without any tears, my wounds hurt
The falling destination
Of the nomadic people
Is the flower of evil that is dark
My soul is a blue storm
And without stopping, it continues to blow
Lost, confused, and wandering about
I let out sounds that make no sense
Their echoes travel throughout the mountains and the sky
One day, this song will reach you
The storm has died down
Wearing the evening glow, I am bloodstained
It bites into my chest
And a while later, my feelings become warmer
In my heart, there is a blue wolf
Without any wounds, it's bleeding
Lost, confused, and wandering about
I let out sounds that make no sense
Their echoes travel throughout the mountains and the sky
But where will this song reach to?
As I break down on the path, I cannot call anyone's name
When I hold my shattered pride that's scattering about
The new moon is reflected in the muddy water of the ditch
Why does it display a gentle spring?
If I intersect with the loneliness
Of someone else for a while
Their helping hand is only extending its shadow
Even if we want to inspect that place
This place is a distant, crimson battlefield
The falling destination
Of the nomadic people
Is the flower of evil that is dark
The blue storm of my soul
Continues to blow without stopping
Getting impatient, panting, and crawling about
Trying to cut myself away from earthly desires
Going back and forth down the animal trail
When will my troubles end?
Did I know from birth
That the warmth called love is sorrowful?
Implicitly wanted my nurturing mother
In the days you have given me
It get closer, and then goes away
Is what I'm holding just an illusion?
What I hold in these arms is a double-edged sword
A stranger and I stab each other, and we ascertain
That we were both born to this world
My body is in captivity
Even if I show my fangs
Where are my unseen enemies?
In my heart, there is a blue wolf
How many sleepless nights have passed?
With the fine weather torn to pieces
And the dark purple earth in chaos
The evening glow is like a miracle
And wearing it, I am blood stained
Like a blowing gale
It bites into my chest
And a while later, my feelings become deeper
In my heart, there is a blue wolf
Without any tears, my wounds hurt
The falling destination
Of the nomadic people
Is the flower of evil that is dark
My soul is a blue storm
And without stopping, it continues to blow
Lost, confused, and wandering about
I let out sounds that make no sense
Their echoes travel throughout the mountains and the sky
One day, this song will reach you
The storm has died down
Wearing the evening glow, I am bloodstained