Jupiter
Buck-Tick
Jupiter
The spiral of the moon walking is waiting only for shooting stars in the sky
From there, you looked small
Waving your hand gently
The red drops flowing down your cheeks are at least a sign of farewell
I should have known from the beginning that I can't go back, but just a little
Let's forget all the knives
It's okay to cut open the chest and sink deeply
The fading afterimage floating in my eyelids is like a light resembling my mother
And tears and blood all dry up
Eventually, distant feelings
No matter how much I continue to regret
I can become gentle once
Goodbye, the gentle smile
Will you sleep alone tonight as well?
The red drops flowing down your cheeks are at least a sign of farewell
Tonight, even this body stained with moon drops is beautiful
No matter how much you hurt people
You can become gentle tonight
Goodbye, the sad smile
Will you sleep alone tonight as well?