The first time we met, she was a beggar, and she stole the ring that was most important to me. The next time we met, she had become my roommate.
She once said that she would forever be my housekeeper. And when she returned my Zither, she left herself the ring, which I had put on her finger. I was so naive, so naive, oh if only I had known then that she was a girl, things wouldn't be so difficult now.
Once we had a passionate encounter in Spirit City, in that simple cottage, spent five days in a dreamlike tangle.
As the song was raised, all the magic power that restricted everything around disappeared, yet no one came to disturb him. Marina suddenly discovered that this Zither and its song, devoid of any magic power, seemed even more penetrating to the human heart. She knew that never could she forget that plain and sad singing with a touch of sorrow.
