Dreams Brought by the Night’s Karma
Soaring up, crumbling down.
The desire of the mother
With recurring nightmares,
The prologue begins.
The night’s <karma>...never to be forgiven…
Brings me dreams of sadness...even now…
Dreams of my child...carried by a reed boat…
Disappearing to darkness beyond...
These wishes of a foolish mother…much like bubbles…
Are fragile, and keep disappearing into nothing…
So...in an attempt to keep this newly lit flame burning…
I named this child Hiruko*…
But it was all for nothing…
*lit: Child that keeps a flame in place
And…
If she were alive…
I’m sure she would’ve grown into an absolutely adorable girl…
Ah...this time for sure...even if it costs my life in the end…
I want to protect this child...to care for them...and to see their crying face…
I want to give you everything...the beautiful mornings...the splendid nights…
Any mother would wish for their child’s happiness-
From the pits of <despair>...
I saw a slope leading towards <hope>-
Clasping in my hands this singular wish of mine…
Almost like a curse…
I run up…
“This is...Hiashi Hiyama shrine?”