You may go on, go on to continue,
Whatever you can, and desire to subdue,
My passionate soul, but will never give up,
And will always raise our heads to live up,
Even if cut into thousand pieces,
But will never change our thieses,
And I am not worried even if killed,
My blood will show the path to my guild
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem