tenka yattsu sugi ukiyo otoko
yo
ii hito dakedo maku no kiri toki
mainichi o saku karisome makura
suite sukareta otoko ga kanashii
onna wa makoto no chikai nante iranai yo
taigai ga shibai sa
horeta hareta, mekurumeita
aa! aki no sora
muika no ayame karisomegokoro
kutte kuwasare otoko wa kanashii
onna wa uso o tsuitatte ii ja nai ka
souou no chaban de mekashikonde inakucha
kitto mou kurutteiru tte
ikenai otoko, irootoko
wacchi wa waruku nai wai na
kitte mo kitte mo kirenu
aa! makunouchi
nanatsu sagari
“hontou wa soitai yo” to, itte
kaeranaide choudai
sabishii ja nai no
matte chotto matte
honshou de arinsu
nee kiki otoko, joudan yo
sayounara
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Oh man of the floating world, after the worlds of 2 a.m.
You’re a good person, but it’s time for the curtain
to go down
Temporary pillows dividing up every day
It’s sad, a man who loves and was loved
A woman doesn’t need any vows of fidelity
Everything’s a production
He fell in love, he swelled up – it dazzled him
Oh! The autumn sky
A
six-day iris, a temporary heart
A man who eats and is eaten is sad
Isn’t it all right for women to tell lies?
I have to be all dressed up to suit these farces
They say I’m surely already gone mad
A bad man, a lady-killer
We’re not so bad, are we?
You can cut and cut, but it won’t be cut off
Oh! The intermission
4 a.m. waning
Say “The truth is, I want to be with you”
Please
don’t go home
Won’t you be lonely?
Wait, just wait a little
We can be who we really are
Hey, working man, I’m only joking
Goodbye |