Someones voice can be heard as goes on and on

Spreading throughout the world

And everywhere this prayer went, so also the world melded together
A golden chain leads to a stage far away
Quietly waiting for a dawn
The story spun where greetings and farewells meet
In a town shaken by the past and swallowed up by the future.

When the world reaches one hundred encounters

The heavens will unleash a hundred farewells
Singing, dancing, and illuminated in a myriad of lights
The world is but one stage.

Throughout the worlds connections, the beating of a heart can be heard

Over and over again it echoes their feelings
Between the sparkles of the stage is a prologue no one predicted
And the epilogue begins where light and shadow cross
Power and prayer look to the future so as not to be scattered in the wind.

A hundred battles continue in a never-ending journey

The heart questions the meaning behind these hundred sufferings
Singing, dancing, opera glasses twinkle in the dark
The world is but one stage.

The direction of the road is vague under the darkness of a heavy silk curtain
And thus, helpless as flower petals dancing in the wind
We reach up to open the door to the new world, far beyond the sky.

When the world reaches one hundred encounters

The heavens will unleash a hundred farewells
Singing, dancing, the curtain of the final stage lifts
The world is but one stage.

This is the intersection of worlds.