My god, my immortal.

You are my parent, and you are my love.

It was you who made a worthless prince into an emperor, and it was you who saved me.

I know that what allowed me to live when I was a mere babe was your whim-like compassion.

I wonder if you know that what is merely a fleeting caprice to you is what keeps me alive.

Even if foolish people consider you an ill omen, I know you.

You are the blessing of this world and the most perfect being.

My breath. My heart. My everything.

Every breath I inhale and exhale is a confession of my love for you.

To you, who lives an eternal life, if my life—which is but a moment—were to be taken by your hands, how great a happiness would that be?

If you desire this single, worthless crown that cannot even dare to be compared to you, I will gladly burn this body for it.

So please, stay by my side until this life, which is but a moment, comes to an end.