A legend is a wind that moves unseen
As if passing through a sea of grass.
In rough mountain lodges where life is harsh
The villagers' voices yet whisper a story
Of the youth Ashitaka from the borderlands,
A story not written in history books.
Ashitaka the gallant, Ashitaka the brave
Who never once thought to turn from his fate.
Ashitaka who loved the people. Ashitaka who loved the forest.
Ashitaka who saw with eyes clear and bright.
Again and again to their children
The vilagers tell this tale
Again and again they tell them,
Children, live like Ashitaka.
