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As I dance strolling along, underneath the mask
Is the soul of a young girl, just starting to blossom
But as I shed my reliance on others, and smoke tabacco,
Becoming one with, melting into the world, I lose my face, laughing.
Though I love the world, I am shunned from what I seek
An insincerely blossoming, false flower.
If I were to die like this, I would rather blossom defiantly
Before I scatter, at the end of a shallow dream.
Born among prostitutes, this pinky I swore with throbs
Like that of an eager child given some task to do.
I want to sleep.
Please take not just my mind, but this body somewhere far far away…
May I be a vain flower, blossoming in the night
Let my body burn, so that nothing will tie me down.
Though I love the world, I am shunned from what I seek
An insincerely fluttering, false flower.