歌詞

The quiet river whispers to the trees

Glimmering light through the forest breeze

Whose house is this, standing all alone?

The door opens wide to a world unknown

On the path where the sounds begin to fade

The way back is gone, lost in the shade

Following the scent of the grass in the deep

Under a sky like a long, long sleep

Warmth remains on the desk in the hall

Songs of a land with no one at all

I heard the voice of the Mayoi-ga

A white dream that fades if you touch it from afar

A vessel I found in the river's bed

Glimmering softly, where the spirits tread

It’s the shape of the silence we hold

A red vessel reflecting stories untold

Heading back to the city far away

Carrying a warmth that’s here to stay

As if someone’s wish was left behind

Life begins to fill my soul and mind

The light of that noon, even now it glows

In the river of my heart, where everything flows

Through every journey where we lose our way

We pick up a piece of joy to brighten the day

To lose is a part of the song of our life

The water flows on, ending the strife

The voice of the Mayoi-ga, even now

Connecting the dreams to the reality, somehow

A single drop floating on the stream

A red and gentle smile, like a beam

It’s the shape of the joy I have found

Still unchanging, on this sacred ground

Whispering river, quiet and clear

The vessel in my palm, shining so near

I can hear your voice, calling to me—

"—Welcome home," you say to me