The quietude of the moment
Sways with a flutter
Wings that cannot fly; the May drizzle
Sways, sways
Soiled sleeves
Fleeting, like bubbles; hazy
The flower raised so carefully
Blooms only a seventh of its petals
I cannot become the sun
With this body, soiled to the core
Mock me, look down on me
You liar
However,
From the time I asked for a way to escape from the butterfly of the night
I became an article on sale; I won’t give myself to you
Forgive me mommy, love me daddy, please don’t throw me away
Let’s sing the song of the sad ending, leaving you two behind
Simply, simply surprised by
The quietude of the moment
Wings that cannot fly; October
Dampens, dampens
Soiled lipstick
Faint; hazy
They thought it was raised so carefully, but it
Blooms only a sixth of its petals
The inside of this head, soiled to the core
I want to become the sun
I want to become kind, you know,
In truth
But,
I am asking for a way to escape from the butterfly of the night so
My heart is negotiable by price; I would give myself to anyone
That kind smile, with no ulterior feelings, is only for now
Don’t make me fall for it, leaving me, alone, behind
I want to throw away my pride, be by your side,
Even though there are so many different paths
I had doubts, my heart hurt;
The price for choosing the same path
I cannot become the sun
With this body, soiled to the core
Mock me, look down on me
Even you
However,
From the time I asked for a way to escape from the butterfly of the night
I became an article on sale; I won’t give myself to you
Forgive me mommy, love me daddy, please don’t throw me away
Let’s sing the song of the sad ending, leaving you two behind