An absurd yet healing song
of love and attraction overflows.
What is wrong with me...
Am I crying...
Tears aren't supposed to be my style...
A red-eyed rabbit is looking your way,
she loves you with such a deep devotion.
I'm going to die of this loneliness.
That moon you're so fond of
-is just an ordinary moon- without a rabbit.
-A black-red darkness with no light that will turn into the love I want-
I can't become skilled at love...
Will my clumsy self not do?
Is that girl who looks good in pink better?
Is red not good enough for you?
A red-eyed rabbit is running away,
even though she loved you with such a deep devotion.
I'm going to die of this sadness.
That rabbit you're so fond of
-is just an ordinary rabbit- not on the moon.