Heavy rain struck on a white neck
Long black hair hanging down
Mizugori
Vines and moisture stroke the skin
Mizugori
Like innumerable bubbles formed in the swirling water
The evil spirit of mountains and rivers
Appear and disappear one after another
The sunken eye sockets telling nothing
Only placing the wrinkled hands together in prayer
Gashou gashou
Say a prayer to Amitabha
In the raging water
Hands engulfed in mud
Break away from the defiled world
Thе mother's face I see
In the surfacе of the water
Crawling around on all fours
In a world of delusions and bewilderment
Smell of a wild rain
Hides in nirvana clouds swelling gently
And fades away
Leisurely sail up the wild rapids
Wrapped the body lying on the riverbed
Bodhisattva told me I could live
All is black
A girl in red kimono standing still in the ravine
Chaos
Perk up your ears
Listen to the flowing darkness t
He existence of myself is
The dripping tears of the crying spirit
Stagnated bog in green that hesitates to call out
Floats up and dive into land
Break away from the defiled world
Carries a tepid humidity and a quiet loneliness
Across the valley pass, steep and deep
Break away from the defiled world
What is there stays as it is
Like trees that begin putting out lush foliage
Her hair dyed brightly in green
And she becomes a ko-bug
Smell of a new rain
Hides in nirvana clouds swelling gently
And fades away
Into the deep blue sea
As it floats up and out
The ko-bug becomes free
Jou, rake, ga, jou
To the nirvana clouds