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Bushido, the Soul of Japan Once I walked like a roaring tiger, with honor I was transferred during this feudal period In front of the Emperor, in the affairs of the Imperial Palace Within the Shogunate I grew exponentially However, I was betrayed by someone who called himself a friend but was disloyal I survived badly wounded, poor and without a title Now, seeking a manual trade Moved by the exchange of bread The tiger became a Ronin Before defending the honor of my clans I forgot my home, along with my wife and children I grew old with my sword, with my pains and conflicts With a katana wielded Now rusty Trembling in my hands Unfortunately, I am a ronin Sit down, I'll tell you how it was With my Art of War I relentlessly attack Waiting and watching my enemy Falling to the ground While I see others fleeing From my merciless fury Running in the cold night Over the rice fields Warming my wet body While I take two sips Of this sake in moldy cups Always attentively looking east Remembering you both Honoring this Dynasty I left the country house Up my shoulders All this lament falls I could see your weeping And seeing my son running Just another fruit of Edo This period that is fading away That which I always feared, I felt just ahead Like a dagger's edge piercing my chest In this pulsing, tearing feeling The pain of loss was right there, it was in that instant that I saw The summit of Fuji and in that instant I was reborn The Cherry Blossoms When the feeling overwhelms you I know I might not return Just one more time I wish The reward is often just a dowry The Cherry Blossoms Seeing those cherry trees while they bloomed Below their roots nourished them How many wounds they awaken in you The Cherry Blossoms Watching our children play While they are not old enough to train Much less think about fighting Our fate as a samurai To act tough like a father In their minds, the little ones want to fight In our sad reality, we only know how to kill In the years we are forged We forget that we were loved And we can return home Many times it's like a flower vase Where an urn carries the ashes Delivered into the hands of families While feelings Sprout from the pain To emerge at the foot of the mountain To feel the faith of those who love That immense mountain Before in that intense madness Today we sleep as Immortals Once we died Like mere mortals The tiger became a Ronin Before defending the honor of my clans I forgot my home, along with my wife and children I grew old with my sword, with my pains and conflicts With a katana wielded Now rusty Trembling in my hands Unfortunately, I am a ronin That which I always feared, I felt right ahead Like a dagger's edge piercing my chest In that pulsing, tearing feeling The pain of loss was right there, it was in that instant that I saw The summit of Fuji and in that instant I was reborn The Cherry Blossoms When the feeling overwhelms you I know I might not return Just one more time I wish The reward is often just a dowry The Cherry Blossoms Seeing these cherry trees while they bloomed Below their roots nourished them How many wounds they awaken in you The Cherry Blossoms The tiger became a Ronin Before defending the honor of my clans I forgot my home, along with my wife and children I grew old with my sword, with my pains and conflicts With a katana wielded Now rusty Trembling in my hands Unfortunately, I am a ronin