Oh, woe is me! This heavy heart
Goes out to those of Clock Town,
Whose sky is being forced upon them
By the hatred of an imp…
However, there was one there,
Abandoned by his only friends.
Hidden behind a magic mask,
A sad little imp! Oh, woe is me!
I now understand, goddess of time,
Why I was brought to this place.
First drops a tear, then the moon.
Even in a world doomed to fade,
A song can still be played.
Oh, Hylia! Oh, Hylia!
The giants of Termina need you…
