From the recording Between Two Dragons (두 마리의 용 사이에서)
A cinematic whisper ballad about the invisible battle within — between confidence and doubt, strength and fragility. Etsurakami tells of two forces living inside her, like twin dragons that never stop circling each other. One breathes fire — willpower, courage, and belief. The other breathes mist — hesitation, self-doubt, and fear. And between their dance, she searches for peace. It’s not a song of conflict, but of understanding. It’s the quiet realization that both dragons belong to her — that light and shadow are parts of the same soul. A song about balance, identity, and acceptance.
"Between Two Dragons (dream) (두 마리의 용 사이에서)" explores the inner tension between strength and vulnerability. It speaks of those days when Etsurakami feels pulled in opposite directions — when her confidence rises like flame, and her fears curl like smoke around her heart. Yet in the silence between them, she begins to understand: even the fire needs the mist to cool its rage, even doubt can be tender. It is a song of balance, a moment when Etsurakami closes her eyes and feels both dragons breath — and realizes that harmony is not the absence of struggle, but the courage to hold both sides and still love herself.
"Between Two Dragons (dream) (두 마리의 용 사이에서)" erzählt vom inneren Spannungsfeld zwischen Stärke und Zerbrechlichkeit. Von jenen Tagen, an denen Etsurakami sich in entgegengesetzte Richtungen gezogen fühlt — wenn ihr Selbstvertrauen wie Feuer auflodert und ihre Ängste wie Rauch um ihr Herz kreisen. Doch in der Stille dazwischen beginnt sie zu verstehen: Selbst das Feuer braucht den Nebel, um seine Wut zu kühlen, selbst Zweifel kann zärtlich sein. Es ist ein Lied über Gleichgewicht, über den Moment, in dem Etsurakami die Augen schließt und beide Drachen atmen hört — und erkennt, dass Harmonie nicht die Abwesenheit von Kampf ist,
sondern der Mut, beide Seiten zu halten und sich trotzdem zu lieben.
Lyrics
Between fire
and breath,
between dream
and waking,
I stand
where silence
turns into flame.
Two dragons
dance inside me —
one is fire,
one is mist.
They move
within me,
never resting.
Sometimes my hands
forget
what my heart
remembers.
One side whispers,
“You are enough.”
The other says,
“You are still
too far away.”
And I stand
between them —
between pride
and fear,
between who I was
and who
I’ll become.
Between two dragons,
I break
and breathe.
They tear the sky
inside me,
but still —
I rise
between them.
Between fire
and mist,
I search
for myself.
Not winning.
Not losing.
Just moving.
Just being.
Sometimes they sleep.
Sometimes they sing.
Their voices echo
like waves
on opposite shores.
Maybe I’m not
the storm.
Maybe I’m
the silence
before it.
I breathe
between their wings —
and call it peace.
Fire,
mist —
you both
belong to me.
Between two dragons,
I’m learning
to be whole.
I fall
and rise
in the same breath.
Even inside
their fight,
I search
for light.
I am not
the flame.
I am not
the fear.
I am the sky
they fly in.
Sometimes
they forget
to fight.
And then,
I am still.
I am still.