泡姫様 (awahime sama)

When that green body becomes ripe
A bird escapes the town and sneers
I, who cannot fly, am like a peacock

Take a look and see

Endless promises, not knowing the limits
Evidence that cannot be moved by unheard medicine
This kind of love is simply delicious
Unaware of the illusion

With white skin and long arms and legs, red lips armed with beauty
The bubble princess who fights alone is embraced and her heart tightens
I'll throw away fleeting memories and other various things, so accept it
Until morning comes, please hold me and make me yours

Someday when the body withers, all covered in dirt and scars
There should be nothing left, but it grows! Unstoppable, without water

A cruel figure, a resentful figure, seems to want to let go of fingers
Waiting for the bubble princess who fights alone! Wait! Annoyingly

Was it assumed? Was it illuminated?
Was it broken by a single system?
Until morning comes, please hold me and make me yours