Tuesday, November 17, 2009

How to Avoid Death, Like Mugen



Lyrics:

In search of new lands,
I build a new house.
I thatch the house with reed stalks
gathered neatly in bundles.

At the stone wall,
let us celebrate the golden house
that was build by a hundred carpenters.

The eighth month is fast approaching
and yet I've nothing to wear.
I want to dress gaily,
so brother, will you lend me just one sleeve?
I wish to dress my children and loved ones
in the one kimono that I own.
As for me, I will wear vines
that I plucked deep in the mountains.

The light of the full moon shines down,
illuminating the world with its divine light.
When my lover sneaks in to visit me,
I wish that the clouds would hide that light
a little longer.

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