Dashing through the red scene of carnage
The girls living along those streets
If you want to sweep them away, I guess that's just fine
Something like that doesn't scare me at all
These sort of bittersweet feelings
They're all smashed up, like a pomegranate
That's the worst thing, isn't it?
Summon the flowers, after a poisoned kiss
A thorn of hope piercing my tongue
If I were to die here, it would not be a loss
This spirit will be claimed by none
That which you teach
Despair, it's my talisman
If this wish could come true
I wouldn't use it for evil
If it happens that God and Buddha exist
Please devote yourself completely to them
If this ticklish sense of regret
Could be torn out like earrings
The hole it would leave would be sentimental
Inside of me, a dream is united
Like being tucked in by a kind person
Girls and women coexisting, chewing their nails
A kitten is sleeping with dead leaves for a bed
I can smell something delicious
Without flattery, I kneel down in the night
If I were to die here, it would not be a loss
This spirit will be claimed by none
Inside of me, a dream is united
Like being bitten at by a kind person
Girls and women coexisting, sharpening their nails
Wanting to bully, just to make sure
Summon the flowers, after a poisoned kiss
A thorn of hope piercing my tongue
That which you teach
Despair, it's my talisman