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{{Translation||Japanese}}
==Romanization==
<lyrics>
moshi mo watashi ga
hono aoki soubi nara
karada wa hokorobu hana deshou

soine suru komadori tachi
toge de dakishime
amaki mitsu wo hikikae ni
iki chi wo sosogase akaku akaku
tsuki wo abite san san to
sakari no toki wo tachi tomarasete
inori no you ni noroi no you ni
aita hana kuchibiru no okusoku de utau

sou made mo shite
sakihokoru no ka to
tou nakare

moshi mo watashi ga
no ni saita soubi nara
kokoro wa ugomeku sono ne deshou

tsuchi fukaku ni nakigara wo
ikutsu gazoete
yami ni soumishi nigoru yotsuyu
maziri tsukushi sui tsukushite
akai kuki wo nobori tsume
hikari no arika saguri tsudzukeru
tennyo no you ni kemono no you ni
ochite iku basho wa boketsu to shire do

sore hodo made ni
aishitai no ka to
tou nakare

eda wo meguri ha wo nijimase
mizukara no mi wo kakei to sen
tsuki ni hisomi kou kou to
watashi wa bara de watashi wa onna
niroi no you ni inori no you ni
kakusuru omoi wa kaori tsutsu tadare

soushite nao mo
ikite yuku no ka to
toi nagara
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==Translation==
<lyrics>
if i am
a faint blue flower
is my body a flower that's opening broadly?

the robins are sleeping together
holding onto the thorn
the red, red blood is being poured
into the delicious nectar
the moon is bathing brilliantly
the prime time is being stopped
like a prayer, like a curse
singing at the opened flower

so it seems like that
and am i in the fullness of bloom?
if i am not able to ask

if i am
a flower blooming in wildness
will my heart struggle to your roots?

in the deep earth
how many corpses will i count?
darkness is dying the impure night
i am completely poor and completely stuck
the scarlet stalk will continue to rise
i am continuing to look for the hiding place of light
like a heavenly nymph, like a beast
this place where i fall is my grave and i know it

to the extent of until that
and will i want love?
if i am not able to ask

the branch will return and the leaves will ooze
my body can not compete with my crucifixion
the moon is brilliantly lying dormant
i am a rose, i am a woman
like a curse, like a prayer
the hidden secrets are fragrant while inflamed

and even like that
will i come to live?
while i ask