Liebye, baby
My, my, my life
Won’t you dance with me then?
Liebye, baby
My, my, my life
Because that is the signal of boredom
Pure eyes that dive into love
There’s no dream show
A runaway to the end
No guilt in one, two, three
It’s not something thrown away
Because it’s not like that, right?
So much, so much, exactly
Withdrawal, an unexpected conclusion
Running to you, to you
CRY, CRY, CRY
Liebye, baby
My, my, my life
Won’t you dance with me then?
Liebye, baby
My, my, my life
Surely, that is something important
L’embellic, L’embelli YOU, L’embellic
Because that is the signal of defeat
Ambiguity, jealousy, using difficulties as weapons
It’s no longer anyone’s possession
With a hazy field of vision and words of love
What screams is bias and reincarnation
Most likely, such a fate is already
No longer anyone’s possession
With a swaying field of vision and a heart of ashes
What screams is the signal of defeat
Liebye, baby
My, my, my life
Won’t you dance with me then?
Liebye, baby
My, my, my life
Surely, that is something important
L’embellic, L’embelli YOU, L’embellic
Because that is the signal of defeat