with your dominant arm, you grab the reality
with your other arm, you uphold the morality
you light up the love deep in your heart
you weight things up with the scale inside your head
inside the dense and thick darkness
you hide your own shadow
the sound made by abacus echoes
world! (please) stop!

in this world where feelings are only a hinderance
shoot and kill me!
who is using the scale?
who is using the abacus?
who is playing the Hamelin flute?
who is the boy who cried wolf?
rather than caring about these things
right now, i love you!

flower! now, in full bloom
please teach/tell me
the meaning of living right here, right now
the meaning of the [bad word] 
with your dominant arm, you have desire
with your other arm, you hide immorality
if you could shut love away deep inside your heart
the saint in your head will laugh
the brave flower that grows in the vacant lot
surrounded by the towering buildings that take away the (sun) light rays
people's eyes are glared by these buildings
soon, the flower stopped breathing
the wind was only gently caressing
only the wind was being gentle

the thing about living, that is
like wondering in the in darkness, not able to see a thing
the thing about dying, that, is also darkness
"the end" is no way "the beginning"
that's why (we need to) light up the darkness now
burn up our life/soul as much as we could
(after) releasing the radiance
the proof of life could not wear out, would [bad word] strong

flower! now, in full bloom
you had told/taught me
the meaning of living right here, right now
the meaning of [bad word] I am going to die some day
what can i do for you
rays of light shine on from the rising sun
eternally, in this world