Bakeneko

Petting you
Burying my face
I wanna be glared at with a displeased face
Your disappearing behind the alley
Your two-tailed tail is so dear

Even though you stare at me
When I aim the camera, you look away
Like a crow's wet feather
Without making a sound, you melted into the night

You with no love are a bakeneko
The red full moon reflected in the crow's eyes
In the swirling love town alley
I don't mind being captured