Long night—Can't sleep, can't even have nightmares
The sheet by my back is drenched with sweat
I'm going down—Any news, no matter how painful, has no meaning anymore
However strong this vodka is, I can't speak to its taste

The condition of this illness worsens every night
There's absolutely nothing I can do
figure walks around, wandering at an unsteady pace
Laughing people laugh at me with the coldest gazes

Love is dead—Vanish now, the spell of this dead love, out from this body
If not, I can't live a real life anymore

Hovering around, making phone calls that're never connected
In the past, I'd have laughed at myself being such a fool

Not caring whether it's good or not,
guy [bad word] in the past
Don't wanna hear from anyone, throw away the key
Continuous sighs are here to leave this body

Love is dead—Vanish now, the spell of this dead love, out from this body
If not, I can't live a real life anymore
Baby, I want you—No matter how I call out to you...
There are no wounds left to inflict
As if my falling down weren't quick enough

Just like conversing with a child that won't listen
"Why don't you love me, babe?"
gentle warning that it [bad word] to an end soon
Then, [bad word] the day where I lose everything

Love is dead—Vanish now, the spell of this dead love, out from this body
If not, I can't live a real life anymore
Baby, I want you—The flow of time waits for no one
This dead, deserted spirit is crying out