Unexpectedly I am given love All the more So it is never forgotten Princess for sale You too, here Quietly Sew onto the strangled scar with desire The path of life, even if I walk it I chase your back doroshibai You are the Sakura Intertwining like doro doro mud, you are the Sakura Crawling as you peek from between the weeds You only understand beauty in other people I am the only one that scatters beautifully Lusting while mourning Is it a coincidence? Cute and round lower body I am happy I just want you to color-in all my memories Princess for sale You too, here Quietly Sew onto the strangled scar with desire I flap bichi bichi Please don’t become disgusted by it The path of life, even if I walk it I chase your back doroshibai I tie the red string of fate around my pinky For you, at least the heart The girl that pretends to cry What a cute bow But Will I be able to see you again? Lip service, should I just imitate that girl I pretend to cry I don’t care if I’m pitiful My veins dance dock doku to the rumours This is again, an imitation of you Who sells their body from 12 noon? I do.