竹子被外皮层层包裹，什么都看不到，就像底层人民。
Bamboo, with so many layers of covering, can't see - like the masses.
武士阶层像一块重木 很快会因为自身分量沉下去，竹子则会茁壮成长。
The samurai class, like a heavy log, will soon sink from its own weight. The bamboo will grow and become strong.
他每次来过，你都变得更阴暗残忍。
You become grimmer and bloodier each time he visits.
如果我这副老骨头能离开现世去往另一个世界，她就可以无忧无虑 不必再做朝圣者，悲天悯人的佛祖啊，请发发慈悲，把我带到另一个世界吧。
If this old burden that I am could only depart for the other world, she'd be happy and no longer a pilgrim. Compassionate Buddha, please be merciful and take me to the other world now
我真不太明白你的剑式，你总是先诱出对手，然后趁其不备 残忍地…残忍的不仅是你的剑，残忍似已渗入你的头脑和骨血，这让我害怕。
I don't fully understand your sword form. You draw out your opponent. Then, in an unguarded moment, you cruelly...And the cruelty doesn't stop with your sword. It seems to have seeped into your mind and body. It frightens me.
文之丞的剑端散发出渴望复仇的爱，我的剑也是，像被邪恶女人的灵魂附体，一切都始于一个叫滨的女人。
The tip of Bunnojo's sword reeked of vengeful love. My sword, too, seemed possessed by the spirit of an evil woman. It all started with a woman named Hama.
请尽快，亲手杀死龙之助，真希望他没被生下来！真希望他从没拿过剑！他放纵自己沉迷于邪剑，那腐化了他，他已经无药可救了，他死得越早，人们就可以越早安心地生活。
With your own hands, kill Ryunosuke as soon as possible. If only he had never been born! He should never have held a sword. He allowed his obsession with the evil sword to corrupt and pull him down. There is no way to save him. The sooner he dies, the sooner people can live in safety once again.
你和我说得越多，我越觉得他像个恶人，一个地狱来的人，这世界满是恶人，但都比不上他。
The more you tell me, the more a villain he seems. A man from hell. The world's full of villains, but he beats them all.
故事倒像模像样，但根本就没有鬼魂，活人比死人更可怕。
A likely enough story, but there are no ghosts. I'm more afraid of the living than the dead.
从峡谷深处升起来…吹拂着绿色的嫩叶，你极目看到的，连着天边的云，我在什么地方见过这种景色，我想是在大菩萨岭。
They rise up from deep in the valleys...blowing up the young green leaves. Beyond, all you see that fade far away into the clouds. I saw such a scene once somewhere. At Daibosatsu Pass, I think.