Ishikawa Sayuri

I see flowers from inside of this mosquito net
The ones that bloom are fleeting and sick lotuses
I wanted the love that I secretly met with on the latern festival of the wind
To hold the me that was beautiful
In my younger days

I jump up and pop open in your arms
And turn into freshwater trout
If you want this life
You're always shown death
The sound of a shamisen crying in the night

If we can't live together
I'll go off on a journey,
This illusionary love was just too late
Risking my life, overturning
I travel together with a love song