Lord, you see all my tears Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here now? What is this moment? What is the meaning of my existence in this era, this place, this world? Is it all impermanence, the constant flux of all things, nothing but emptiness? Is everything accidental and chaotic? In the garden, my mother cultivates roses Pure white lilies bloom from the bushes The pine tree that once withered has revived, and the scent of osmanthus fills the air What is the meaning of these things blooming before me now? When I was young, I had no interest in flowers But now I stop before them Why do you show me your beautiful form? Flowers, please tell me Lord, you see all my tears When I open the front door, butterflies often flutter about They seem to want to tell me something Perhaps my deceased grandparents and ancestors have come to tell me to keep going Kittens are meowing outside When I feed them, they eat heartily What is this time I spend with these kittens? If you are here now, did our ancestors a thousand years ago also meet you? Living creatures, please tell me Lord, you see all my tears I gaze upon your mountains, seas, and skies Why am I? What am I? I murmur The nightingale's song, the warm sunlight filtering through the trees Leaves swaying in the wind, tiny insects crawling on the ground Hawks soaring in the sky, your messengers, the crows And above all, I gaze upon my own heart and find it utterly baffling What am I seeing? Only you hear this prayer Lord, you see All my tears What was the meaning of meeting that person? The deep connection of hearts and bodies Those words you whispered to me, the souls we offered to each other The days we laughed at silly things What was the meaning of the time I spent with that person? What we shared, the memories we shared Where do they all go? I have found the answer to your worries in your youth, about death I want to tell you one day Lord, you see All my tears My beloved Izumi, where are you now? You continued to cherish me with your heart until the very end Seeing you lying in the birdcage I was struck like lightning Like in a legend of God, my tears fell onto your face I thought you were sleeping in the grave Where will you appear next? Lord, you see all my tears My mother, why was I born your son? You said I was your light I see in the album, me loved by you Your words when you fell are my treasure The great hardships that befell us Where did they come from? I already know the answer You also taught me the power of belief You were my light too I feel like I will meet you again Lord, you see all my tears Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here now? What is this moment? In this era, in this place, in this world What is the meaning of my existence? Is it all meaningless, that everything is impermanent, that everything is in flux? No, every encounter is inevitable. Lord, you see all my tears Your gaze gives meaning to everything Your hand sanctifies all things Your face is always turned towards me, like a naked baby Lord, I am here
