NA Localization:
A calm and warm sea breeze, carrying birdsong.
A blessed land full of rich bounty, where the lush trees rustle their leaves.
The waves swell and break, and the watery foam makes beautiful dance.
I always gazed upon such things from the workshop.
And the gentle sound of the chisel enveloped it all.
I am suddenly struck pondering:
Was that memory from when I was human? Or when I was a statue?
It didn't matter.
Because either way, I was constantly happy. My surroundings were always warm, secure, and satisfying.
It was his love.
Blessed with the beautiful goddess's kind gaze that likely watched over us at all times.
And I have not forgotten that feeling. I can still picture the scene even with my eyes closed.
My memories in Cyprus will ever retain their beauty and live within my heart to this day.
Fan Translation:
The gentle and warm sea breeze.
The chirping of the birds riding along those winds to visit.
The land was given abundant blessing, and the green trees' branches and leaves swayed.
Carried by the waves that come and go, the white foam of the beach danced beautifully.
I was always looking at them from the workshop's window.
Wrapping all around those things was (nothing but) the gentle sound of the chisel.
Suddenly, I started to wonder.
In that memory, was I human?
Or was I a sculpture?
It didn't matter which.
Because whichever I was, everything that made me happy was there.
I was always surrounded by something that was warm, relieving, and satisfying.
That thing was his love.
And ―――The beautiful Goddess' gaze that no doubt was watching over us.
That feeling, even now, still isn't gone.
That's why, just by closing my eyes, I could remember it.
My memory of Cyprus is, forever beautiful, and even at this very moment, living within me.