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Created on 2012-05-26 08:35:29 (#1628924), never updated
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| Name: | Zatsune Miku |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | Feb 14 |
Yes, yes, tonight, they are again at ease.
A grouping of devils...
And as they descend upon feasts,
The evils of the pure
Shall be revealed by horrible atrocities.
The three-legged cat laughs,
"Go and we shall play, girl"
The red string on its collar
Cannot substitute for its leg
No, no, no, no, no means no
The towering, lined-up tablets sing,
"Go and we shall dance, girl"
The flowers blooming at their feet
Frown and complain
This flag shows your belly,
Filled with skulls
Yai, yai, shall we go play?
Yai, yai, to laugh and laugh
Rai, rai, close and open
Rai, rai, the Rakshasa and the corpse
To one, two, three, open again
To five, six, seven, put your hand up
From the pine trees, a collar fills the air with ringing
All, all, all will be closed
Clap at the entertainment,
Then burn it in the fireplace.
In front of the humble departed python's grave,
Its relatives gather and bicker
"In life, I made a promise to him"
Dead men lie no longer
No, no, no, no, no means no
So happy to have been bought,
One by one, cute children are sold
In the end, the worst child remains,
Crying, and no one even knows
Yai, yai, shall we play a prank?
Yai, yai, to dance and dance
Rai, rai, close and open
Rai, rai, the Rakshasa and the corpse
To three, two, one, hold your breath
To seven, eight, ten, close again
Even the highest of mansions are susceptible to the flames
The cat goes to close the sliding door
In the end, everyone is but a stranger
In the end, everyone is but a stranger
In the end, everyone is but a stranger
The sorrows of strangers... we know not!
Yai, yai, shall we reproduce?
Yai, yai, to trick and trick the world
Rai, rai, charming as the alphabet*
Rai, rai, the Rakshasa and the corpse
To one, two, three, open again
To five, six, seven, put your hand up
Belly thinning as the birds won't cease singing
To one, two, three, back again tomorrow
Grab for the throat as the demonic Rakshasa,
And suck out the blood as swiftly as a python.
It is destiny for all things to fade.
Even now, many do.
So, what kind of story was that, do you think?
Ah, let's stop with such wild gossip.
Now, lend me your hands.
To one, two, three, back again tomorrow!
Translation: vgboy
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