I am the bone of my sword.
Steel is my body,and fire is my blood.
I have created over a thousand blades.
Unknown to Death.
Nor known to Life.
Have withstood pain to create many weapons.
Yet, those hands will never hold anything.
So as I pray, Unlimited Blade Works.

体は剣で出来ている.
血潮は鉄で　心は硝子.
几たびの戦场を越えて不败.
ただの一度も败走はなく.
ただの一度も理解されない.
彼の者は常に独り　剣の丘で胜利に酔う.
故に、生涯に意味はなく.
その体は、きっと剣で出来ていた.