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The pouring rain blurs the line between the sky and the earth.
A lonely traveler walks on a quest to the stars.
Like a wandering dove, as he makes his way across the land...
I am certain that I will find someone to spend my life with.
But to whom does my heart belong? It belongs to that person.
Even if one is fated to obey to a greater power,
My heart is laughing.
This power isn't strong enough to bind my heart.
The country's name is EAST ASIA; country of the black eyes.
It knows nothing complicated, just EAST ASIA.
The country's name is EAST ASIA; country of the black eyes.
It knows nothing complicated, just EAST ASIA.

The willow swings, embraced by the monsoon.
Sadness seems to swing on the cradle made by weaving those willow branches together.
No matter where I am, I shall become a willow twig.
No matter where the land is, I will surely be able to live on.
But my heart always goes back to the place where that person is.
Even if walls higher than mountains are built,
The soft breeze shall laugh and pass over them.
Power alone is not strong enough to bind the heart.
The country's name is EAST ASIA; country of the black eyes.
It knows nothing complicated, just EAST ASIA.
The country's name is EAST ASIA; country of the black eyes.
It knows nothing complicated, just EAST ASIA.

On the map that pinpoints one's location in the world,
Everyone will insist on being placed at the center.
Place my country anywhere on Earth
Laughing merrily while spinning around.
The country's name is EAST ASIA; country of the black eyes.
It knows nothing complicated, just EAST ASIA.