Let's got to the world's end,
With our eyes focused only on living.
Tame trashy feelings.
A group of pitiful apes whose brains only work to adapt.
In the lightless artificial moonlight night,
cry wildly.
I keep singing a crazy song and cry,
For whom.
For you, for you
Until this throat breaks.
Throw yourself into the superb transmigration.
Tear your heart and shout
To be heard.
For what we do we keep shouting.
For what do we die?
Eventually we are horribly tiny life-forms on a small planet.
For you, for you,
I keep shouting and die.
For you, for my love, I sing.
A crazy song of love