The fragrance is diffused and the lingering aftertaste lingers.
Carefully pluck the last string,
Looking into your watery eyes,
I just wanted to ask:
Such lingering, such entanglement
Is it the love that should be simple or romantic?
The skirt is fluttering and the music of the piano echoes
I am the daughter of the night
Don't know tenderness, don't know kindness
Leaning on your pain,
Caressing my scars,
I can still smile.
Then can you bear it?
Or, you are as cruel as me,
Then, you who have the same temperament as me can hold my hand,
Warm my cold body with your slightly warm body temperature?
Can you give me the beauty in my imagination?
Looking into your clear eyes,
I'm just saying
Can you wait for me forever and let me try to love you? ,
I am still so cruel after all.