Sose Gilimida Sin 가사

Ben zi bena Counting roots and worms The sound of slowly rusting metal The whisper of the rocks Yesterdy seems thousand of years ago Bluod zi bluoda Chants of an old woman in white This leg won't come off Winds blow above my head Seasons change Though I do not notice At night I hear the Hares dance Though I can but imagine the moon Lid zi geliden I can still hear the footsteps Of those who placed the rocks I can still see the sword That entered my head But I can't remember the pain I can still see the stars I count them: one for every day Fortunately, there are plenty Sose gilimida sin I keep my sword sharp For I will have need for it again...