I lost true love. Say good-bye to my own country. Transient life. I drift in darkness now. I am too far away from Japanese capital. Where will I be tomorrow? In night dew, I go to north. A lot of burned-out dream chasers around me. I keep my thought to myself. I go without a word. Now quiet. What should I talk to you? I am without complaint. Good-bye to much loved persons.