Kagura's Tanka
Freedom, to be free
Free like the wind, free to fly
As the wind flows 'round
Like the waves in the ocean
Whispering to me sweetly
To be free, like wind
The colours of the wind, grey
Shifting colours form
A portrait, it creates, for me
For all, so that they may see
Whistling through the trees
My comrade, arrives
A modus operandi
To start this operation
When defences are weak. ATTACK!
