体はパンで出来ている
I am the bone of my bread.
血潮はパン生地、心はあんこ
Dough is my body, and beanpaste is my blood.
幾たびも頭を変えて不敗
I have changed over a thousand heads.
ただ一度の敗走もなく、
Unaware of loss.
ただ一度の勝利もなし
Nor aware of gain.
作り手はただの孤り
Withstood pain to bake ann-buns.
パン工場でパンを焼く
waiting for one's arrival.
ならば、我が生涯に意味は不要ず
I have no regrets. This is the only path.
この体は、無限のパンで出来ていた
My whole life was "unlimited bread works"