Hidden in the garden of a secret palace
a wild rose blossom,
cold rain and wind hardy rose.

The day is coming to be presented to the public
to enlighten the world.
She will spread sparkles of beautiful scent
to wrap up the whole world.

It is why the god created the wild rose.

I am exterior of myself.

Melted in surroundings,
I am just the energy that makes it happen.

There was a sign; my body felt it.
I know that it says something.
But I don't know what that means.

I don't know where to go.
I cannot know it.

But I know that I need to stand up now.
It is certain.

And I know that another sign will come.
So that I can approach more to somewhere.

Yes, I know that, as I have known it.