|≠❥ crying serum, the balloon flies, benign and airy
And tomorrow? See those clear skies in which it sways – look, over here!
In a rainy town, demons whisper, “ranbara, ranbara, ranbara”
Searching for what they’ve lost
Faint sounds in your sleep, just as you breathe, “rohjira, rohjira, rohjira”
And they don’t notice, and they don’t notice
Traces of the needle, which perhaps gave the impression of oppression
How pretty! Look at the balloon, being so giddy… so pretty
In the flower shop, shelter from rain, the owner goes “ranbara, ranbara, ranbara”
And he disappears, and he disappears
“Come, now, where have you hidden?”
Just as you breathe, “rohjira, rohjira, rohjira”
And they don’t notice, and they don’t notice
In a rainy town, demons whisper, “ranbara, ranbara, ranbara”
Searching for what they’ve lost
Faint sounds in your sleep, just as you breathe, “rohjira, rohjira, rohjira”
And they noticed