P.S GIRLP.S. Girl

Jealousy wearing a mask

Stirs up the moonlit night's revelry

Dreaming, imagining whatever I like—

They say I can do it all freely

 

Swaying, like a leaf floating on the sea

Full of lies, making sorrow swell

 

Let beautiful flowers bloom

Words brandished above tenderness

Like a wind with nowhere to go,

Passing through the earth—P.S. Girl

 

Memories standing in the cracks of time—I can't cry or laugh

Barefoot, I gaze at the sky; there's nothing I can hold on to

 

Swaying, as if I've even forgotten how to breathe deeply

Stirred by the festival music, we're packed close together

 

Pretending to make beautiful flowers bloom

Putting on a sorrowful, tearful face, I quietly draw near

Though I could simply go where I want

I keep an impure dream—P.S. Girl

 

Clouds drift wildly, east and west

I can't tie them together; they're only smoke

 

Let beautiful flowers bloom

Words brandished above tenderness

Like a wind with nowhere to go,

Passing through the earth—P.S. Girl

 

Let beautiful flowers bloom

Words brandished above tenderness

Like a wind with nowhere to go,

Passing through the earth—P.S. Girl