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These stretched hands that point toward directions
As the crow of the 3,000 realms took off
What remains is a soul that cannot be bent
The inside of an un-shimmering heart
Stained by greed, entirely with desire
LA~I~LA - I seek for dead through life
To repeatedly forget
LA~I~LA -- Everything is unattainable
LA~I~LA~LA LA~I~O~LA~LA -- It's a distant voice
Let's go and seek for the Vedas
LA~I~LA
The drawers' screws of my inner mind has been broken
Even the twelve Nidanas has escaped somewhere
The wager is the soul that I have lost
Putting down an unlimited raise
A life of which its weighed balance is wavering
LA~I~LA -- The imperfect integrity
That even swallows this whole world
LA~I~LA -- Everything is unreachable
LA~I~LA~LA LA~I~O~LA~LA - It's a gentle footstep
Let's go and seek for the Vedas
LA~I~LA
LA~I~LA
Even the souls loitered all over this land have ended up fading, withering away
Instead, it is now filled with bewildering fruits
This is the paradise
LA~I~LA -- This destination is at the door of the netherworld
Even the souls are now an attribute for the land
LA~I~LA -- Everything is endless
LA~I~LA~LA LA~I~O~LA~LA
The sound of the flute echoes from the underworld
LA~I~LA -- Continued from dead, the values of existence is...
...the living time that had filled up a saga
O' Heaven, O' kinfolk, O' the Spirit of Language
LA~I~LA~LA LA~I~O~LA~LA -- In order to not be finished
Let's go and seek for the Vedas
LA~I~LA