僕をそんな目で見ないで (boku o sonna me de minaide) (Don't Look at Me in That Way)

Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding
Chan chan chan chan chan chan chan

Don't look at me in that way, mom
It's embarrassing to be dead, right?
The squishy cheeks
Of me who flew away like a pop corn

Don't look at me in that way, dad
It's pathetic to be dead, right?
The parade across the street
Plucks out souls with tweezers

Throwing away
Ding dong shan shaba da da da!
Tremolo tremolo tremolo lalelra
Tremolo la lira
Where am I going, aiming for the mushy me?

Flying over the sky, caught in the comb of a music box
The trembling of the comb feels good
I burst into pieces with a pyu pyu sound
My body scatters small and I become many
My empty brain melts into mush and becomes a star

The soldiers' gunshots won't stop, the performance won't stop
The music box won't stop forever
In a distant country, the music box keeps playing
It's okay, everyone becomes a star and becomes friends

The shining souls like a rainbow
In the end, break like a plump gummy and melt away

So

Don't look at me in that way, mom
It's embarrassing to be dead, right?
I threw away the cute me, losing to the comfort

Don't look at me in that way, dad
Don't look at where I died, lagging behind
Because dying felt good, I'm embarrassed

Bang bang pajang pajang pashan shan paradori toruru!
Tremolo tremolo tremolo lalelra
Tremolo la lira!
White and mushy, parapara hararara

On the way back from lunch, riding downhill on a bike
Passing through the narrow gap of a narrow house carefully
For the first time, becoming the wind, my heart is broken by the wind
It feels so good, being broken by the wind

Endlessly going down, down the never-ending slope
Can't find anyone's figure anywhere
The house disappears, the power lines twist and bend
The body turns red as it's shaved by the wind

And I disappear, leaving behind a fading soul
With a nonexistent bike

Forever and ever

Don't look at me in that way, mom
I'm not here anymore
Mom bought me lots of toy cars and comics, right?

Don't look at me in that way, dad
It felt good to disappear
Dad made music boxes and toy soldiers for me, but

I'm not here anymore
My soul disappeared into the dream world
Mom's many toys melted together harmoniously

I'm not here anymore
Goodbye until we meet in a dream again
Dad's toy soldiers were waving from the gap in the music box

Papapapapapaparapara!
Mamamamamamabarabararara!
Lalrelrolrorelro!