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"Isshi (One Arrow)"　Wagakki, Japanese style BGM, female vocal

I create Japanese-style rock BGM using traditional instruments. While I mainly focus on Japanese sounds, I also enjoy experimenting with different styles depending on my inspiration at the time. These tracks are perfect for studying, working, or relaxing. If you enjoy my music, please consider subscribing to the channel and leaving a like! #Work music #japan rock #shamisen #wagakki #Wafuu Rock "Isshi (One Arrow)" The sound of wind tearing through the dark, Still echoes deep inside my chest. A voice I cannot erase keeps calling, “Stand up once more.” Amid the ruins of shattered dreams, I gather fragments close to my heart. This pain that no one else can see Will become the flame that lights tomorrow. Sneering shadows crowd around, The past tries to bind me in chains. Yet beyond a single streak of light, Now— I release the arrow. Even with trembling, tear-stained hands, This will, this heart, will never break. Shoot the arrow — pierce through the night! Break your limits — take flight! The fire that burns within my soul, No one can ever steal away. Even if I fall, I don’t care— I’ll stake it all on this moment. Slash through the darkness, become the light, And strike the future true. Cold rain strikes against my cheeks, Scars of battle still ache within. Yet I will not release this hand, For there is something I still believe in. Turning my back on the yesterdays, I run as if to burn them away. Pain and doubt become my fuel— For skies I’ve yet to see. No matter how many times I fall, This arrow will never break. Shoot the arrow — tear through the wind! Defy even fate itself! The bowstring hums with trembling hope, Growing stronger as it shakes. It’s not the end — it’s the beginning, I cry those words aloud. On this arrow that pierces the dark, I entrust my tomorrow. Mock me if you will, say I’ll never reach— But this arrow will seize the sky. Through countless nights I’ve fought to cross, At last I’ve found the light. Shoot the arrow — give it all you’ve got! In that instant calling forth the light. Tears of the past, pain of the now— All become my wings. Draw the trembling bowstring tight, And strike the future true! Even if I fall and fade away, Let my arrow shine for someone else. The wind grows still, the night gives way— Across the sky, the arrow’s trail Burns softly bright, Becoming light.