You will remain as you are
and she will remain as she is
living in places you cannot part from
and keeping each other's dignity.
Nevertheless, that is why we smile so brightly.
It was a small occurrence, a fleeting memory,
but it has become a thorn in my heart.
Grapevines do not thrive in the netherworld
and yet to me, you are their fruit—
A star that warms my heart now and forevermore.
A warmth that will not vanish as I have.
After the Age of the Gods ends, the souls cease pouring into this land,
and my duty as its last remaining ruler is over,
there will come a bright day on this wasteland.
The brilliant afterglow of a dream I've seen countless times before:
flowers blooming in the netherworld.
With these feelings of happiness,
I scattered into flowers.