はるかな過去に朽ち果てた
賢者の道 荘厳の河
聞にも憩う聖者さえも
応えずに立ち 道をふさぐ
聞こえるか 無音の キミ呼ぶ声
辿れるか 無明の 藁を掴み
怒れよINDRA 岩を燃やすほど
虚無に剣を振る闇の子を抱いて
夢にも見せずに隠された
黄金の花桃源の歌
祈りの夜さえ降ろされる
なお行けと剌す懸河の時
聞こえるか無音のキミ呼ぶ声
渡れるか不浄の河の水を飲み
怒れよINDRA 岩を燃やすほど
虚無に剣を振る闇の子を抱いて
かばえよINDRA 何も知らぬ子を
怒りの路頭をつかの間清めて
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
withered and died in the distant past
A phillosopher's road,a river of glory
Even the saints who can rest in the darkness
stand without responding and bar the way
Can you hear?
The voice of silence that calls you
Can you follow?
Clutching at the straws of delusion?
Become enraged,Indra
As burns the rock
Swinging the sword in the nothingness
Holding a child of darkness
Hidden without even appearing in a dream
Golden flowers,the song of Shangii La
Even a night of prayer is denied you
Time like a rapid river thrusts you onward
Can you hear?
The Voice of silence that calls you
Can you cross?
Drinking the water from the unclean river?
Become enraged,Indra
As burns the rock
Swinging the sword in the nothingness
Holding a child of darkness
Protect,Indra
An innocent child
Purity the road of anger
For a moment
