Itsuwari No Mussete

Being manipulated, I no longer feel anything
I burn the hands I offered
The repeated words lined with lies as truth
Repeated to someone with a gentle face

Singing the song of the earth under the false sun
Oh... until even my form disappears
Covering the scars in the sky, remembering the forgotten pain just for now
Just a little, remembering and rolling in my hands

Putting the letter from you in my pocket
Without telling anyone, it's only mine
It's not good for the happy people to clap their hands even now
Yes, I am the adorned false mazurka

Singing the song of the earth under the false sun
Oh... until even my form disappears
Covering the scars in the sky, remembering the forgotten pain just for now
Just a little, remembering and rolling in my hands

Putting the letter from you in my pocket
Without telling anyone, it's only mine
It's not good for the happy people to clap their hands even now
Yes, I am the adorned false mazurka