As I wait for my son's return
The beat in my heart dampens, until I can scarcely feel it
On the weathered mountains of Yakushima my soul cries out
Like a veil of grief, mourning mist descends and envelops the forest
How true and noble are the eternal mountains!
Tears blend with rain, and streams seep into darkened land
Surely I will yearn for him to the end of time



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