Itami

Autumn wind of eve
Blow away the clouds that mass
Over the moon's pure light
And the mist that clouds our mind

Do thou sweep away as well
Now we disappear
Well, what must we think of it?
From the sky we came
Now we may go back again

Do thou sweep away as well
Now we disappear
What we must think of it?
From the sky we came

Had I not known
That I was dead
I would have mourned
My loss of life

Year in year out, all but a dream
Both Heaven and Hell are left behind

I stand in the moonlit dawn
Free from clouds of attachment

Year in year out, all but a dream
Both Heaven and Hell are left behind
I stand in the moonlit dawn
Free from clouds of attachment

Autumn wind of eve
Blow away the clouds that mass
Over the moon's pure light
And the mist that clouds our mind.