I've been blowing this wind since I was born
It's the wind of Yamase,
it's rough
I came here too,
to the boat of Ikazuri
The heart of his parents
The port of Tsugu
In the ejaculated area near Hatoba
Soon enough,
all the sake there would be sold out
There is no time to heal them in the world
Shall we go to the shore of Syria?
Shall we go to the shore of Syria?
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