Connected by this one vast land
Whoever sheds a tear, whoever cries out of joy
If we listen carefully, we should be able to hear them
Even today, someone, somewhere, still prays for someone else
Connected by this one vast land
Countless ordinary days of common people
Towns surge with hope, companions cry in despair
Even today, someone, somewhere, still prays for someone else
Connected by this one vast land
What kind of tears, what kind of joyful voices
If we listen carefully, we should be able to hear them
Even today, someone, somewhere still prays for someone else.
What a sad fate.
But
I will
Pray
For
You...
