with your dominant arm, you grab the reality with your other arm, you uphold the morality you light up the love deep in your heart you weight things up with the scale inside your head inside the dense and thick darkness you hide your own shadow the sound made by abacus echoes world! (please) stop!
in this world where feelings are only a hinderance shoot and kill me! who is using the scale? who is using the abacus? who is playing the Hamelin flute? who is the boy who cried wolf? rather than caring about these things right now, i love you!
flower! now, in full bloom please teach/tell me the meaning of living right here, right now the meaning of the tomorrow's coming
with your dominant arm, you have desire with your other arm, you hide immorality if you could shut love away deep inside your heart the saint in your head will laugh the brave flower that grows in the vacant lot surrounded by the towering buildings that take away the (sun) light rays people's eyes are glared by these buildings soon, the flower stopped breathing the wind was only gently caressing only the wind was being gentle
the thing about living, that is like wondering in the in darkness, not able to see a thing the thing about dying, that, is also darkness "the end" is no way "the beginning" that's why (we need to) light up the darkness now burn up our life/soul as much as we could (after) releasing the radiance the proof of life could not wear out, would become strong
flower! now, in full bloom you had told/taught me the meaning of living right here, right now the meaning of tomorrow's coming I am going to die some day what can i do for you rays of light shine on from the rising sun eternally, in this world