Tree on the Lonely Road knows
sunny day rainy day
He grinds his long twig
everyday
and he grows
As Sun goes down
riding swelling wind
he begins the fight
against the darkenss from separation.
His sword on ly sharp
he stabs and slashes lonely night
The enemy pukes black blood
Slicing Moonlight
he still swirls his sword
like an undefeated knight
to threat the enemy to survive
until the morning called Mitagain comes.