腸髪のサーカス [Watakushi no Circus] [Watakushi no sākasu] [English translation]

Gravestone spirit,

Where are you going?

Leaving me here, how far?

The dust-covered mug

As if saying it doesn't need any warm coffee

Remains there silently, unmoving

The cigarettes stuck to the empty can are plenty dry now

They remain clinging to the bath

Calmly there, unmoving

Didn't I say I was perceptive?

It's awful to be distrustful

As I thought, both you and her

Were very humane people

The cold, sad spirit stuck deep in my throat

Sinks to the bottom of my stomach

Quietly there, unmoving

My shaking limbs lose to solitude

The collapsed bedding is like a bed of needles

My frozen heart, unable to overcome evil

Silently begins to move from there

Where are you going?

Leaving me here, how far away?

The rack I touch makes a muffled sound

My grasp smells of rust

With my favored antenna

I follow, follow my beloved you

From the oozing red, my soul is purified

My own circus that I give her

Calmly remains there, unmoving

• Artist:Ichiko Aoba
• Album:Kamisori otome