“For my love, I’ll bet!”
Entrusting my life to a bullet,
In a STRAIGHT BET!
“Now, have a seat,”
He said, with a scornful gaze.
The odds are illegal,
Sneering at even destruction.
The last call presses me on,
In this one chip contest.
“For my love, I’ll bet!”
Scheming based solely on desire,
Renders winning impossible;
“Now take this: My life.”
Entrusting my life to a bullet,
C’mon and spin the roulette!
You can laugh all you want.
“No more bets.”
The ball with which we play reminds me of someone…
Though fate is nothing,
But an ostentation of chance.
Speeding up the process of eating each other alive,
We’re like beasts with deadened eyes.
“Never be afraid!”
No matter how many times you load your emotions;
The percentage chance won’t ever go up.
“Believe in my choice!”
In this pure and beautiful contest,
C’mon and stop the roulette –
Make a heartless decision!
The judgement is simply tragic:
The losers vanish… and the winners, ah…
… they’re waiting for the next round.
Then the roulette spins,
Not even allowing victory!
“For my love, I’ll bet!”
Once a life has been thrown away,
One mustn’t struggle too fiercely.
“Now take this: My life.”
So gallantly… so beautifully –
C’mon and spin the roulette!
You can laugh all you want.
As that one chip comes to a standstill,
I’ll devote myself to defend it without fail.
At the center of those madly twisting gears,
“I’ll bet…”