Don't stay either.

As long as you choose a queen for the night.

Insert it on the windowsill where the sun passes.

I have to feel it.

When the world despises me

And you don't want any pity.

As long as your eyes can cover everything

The coming of light may be ten thousand years.

I will wait, too.

Forget about me.

You too

Pour a glass of strong liquor full of sadness.

My soul evaporates with alcohol

One day I will come to heaven.

You will find a match that I have worn.

When the world leaves me,

Don't stay either.

As long as you choose a queen for the night.

Insert it on the windowsill where the sun passes.

I have to feel it.

Forget about me.

You too

Pour a glass of strong liquor full of sadness.

My soul evaporates with alcohol

One day I will come to heaven.

You will find a match that I have worn.

The Little Match Girl

Lighter, lighter.

Don't wake up and dream sweetly in the matchbox.

Match a match

Take another match as a pillow.

Lighter, lighter.

Falling silently like snowflakes and feathers

Don't let them get hurt.

Because they are all barefoot children.

Can't afford to wear gorgeous and exquisite shoes.

One foot is red with cold in winter.

The other foot is blue with cold.

In a crowded matchbox

More than a dozen games were held tightly.

Friction between left foot and right foot

Enough light and enough heat.

The wind is getting smaller.

A little light snow and a little late landing.

Don't let the match go out so soon.

So you can't see the roast goose shoes.

And grandma who makes shoes in heaven