The strings play around in the air.
My hair flys to it's melody.
I sing to put soul into my song.
Closing my eyes I know what is right.
(This is on poem on kazuki when he was fighting Jubei)

The strings play around in the air.
My hair flys to it's melody.
I sing to put soul into my song.
Closing my eyes I know what is right.
(This is on poem on kazuki when he was fighting Jubei)
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