What the Crows Left Behind

Throw down your sword
Take off your
Remove your burden
You've nothing to lose No
Don't carry it all to trip
Don't carry it all for the sea
These eyes are something
The crows left behind
Three bells are striking

Please come
It's my wedding day
I'm too be married
Underneath the weeping flower tree
The whole town will be there
It's my virtue

These eyes are something
The crows left behind
These eyes are something
The crows left behind
These eyes are something
The crows left behind
These eyes are something
These eyes are something