A holy temple I said it was the night I said it was the wine I said it was the divine I led you to enter my holy temple I was trying to believe that it didn't matter But your ghost makes me quiver The holy temple Only allows the pure soul Laid a flower in front of the door, Kissed the lucky bell before you entered, Scented, with myrrh, Prayed to every Goddess, Oh, you don't even know the secret, I want to love you secretly In my special way. I put my tiny hands into your pocket Trying to find the key "want to know what's inside the bottle? I was trying to preserve you in that rice wine bottle" It was the faith Oh, my body is the holy temple And I treat you as the only pure soul. A thunderstorm, a thurderstorm was enough to destroy all senses The night you entered my temple All fences collapsed You divided my body Divided my lifeline Divided my day and night Inside the holy temple We met and joined in Weeping We worshiped together, We lit up a candle, we lit up desire We lit up each other's life fire My muse, pretend to be my muse, Just because of distance Thirsty for the distant river I revealed my sacred tributes The moment we touched I thought that was the lightning My body is the holy temple But, your storm destroyed my antenna. Waiting for the rain Like an outcast spirit who wait at the gate of heaven The rain watered the grass The grass grew back again Feels like sand paper Feels like thorns on roses Feels like stings to my skin You left your ghost with me As your cynical gift it haunted the temple since you left Distracting weeds grow back again My temple Now is bleak and desolate.