Girl In Byakkoya - White Tiger Field

In the distant sky, with the engine of flowers spinning tight,
That day, the culture we crossed wakes up in the light.
Chasing the girl who points the way in the shadows,
A familiar field appears on the high ground, oh how it glows.

That city I saw in a dream, whispers from the dark,
Weaving together, weaving together, the swordsman of twilight,
Gathering the days that were cast aside,
By the sea, by the sea, dancing flames I can't abide.

Oh, the mantle blows fire to the peak, celebrating those who stand,
Oh, in the quiet, quiet girl’s gaze, the unknown city lights up the land.

High in the sky, the clouds of five seasons blaze,
That day, that day, show me the path I lost in the haze.
Chasing the winds that blow through my dreams, descending time,
By the river, by the river, I saw blissful flowers in their prime.

Oh, the mantle blows fire to the peak, celebrating those who stand,
Oh, in the quiet, quiet girl’s gaze, the unknown city lights up the land.
Oh, the mantle blows fire to the peak, celebrating those who stand,
Oh, in the quiet, quiet girl’s gaze, the unknown city lights up the land.