The Ronin walks, with an aimless streak

This Loner knows all but what to seek

His family slain, his purpose lost

But he must survive, whatever the cost

He must find way to serve again

For the common good and fares of men

His dead master had many wars won

For the peace and unity of the shogun

Now in Master's footsteps the Lone Wolf walks

But he is without direction, like a blinded hawk

Very soon a path must find his eye

Or by his own sword he shall die

For a samurai cannot stand to live

Unless he yet has service to give