music/lyrics: Miyavi
release: Gagaku [2002.10.31]
Romanjihidoi yo, mama...
fukanzen naru hachi, hidoi azadarake, gotai wa fumanzoku, te mo nakereba ashi mo nee.
ima mo mukashi mo nita keshiki, dosugurai heya, kibou no "ki" no ji sae doko ni mo arya shi nee.
kurai, cry, kurai, cry.
So, yatto tsukanda nanairo no Feather, Father, moushiwakenai kedo, tebanashitaku wa nai no sa.
tashou no gisei wa otenomono, nandaro? tonari ni iru no wa "otouto" ka "imouto" ka...
Sorry my baby, it's my own fault.
Allow me ratting on you.
I've nothing to lose.
Oh, I feel lonely….
zubutoi, zubutoi, "anta" to no hodashi wa, masshiroi youfuku kita "aitsu" ni kirarete "hai, sayonara
iin da, iin da, sou nozomu no wa, nozomarenu boku, tatoe hitoribocchi demo ikinagara eteyaru sa."
Hey my mother, what are you getting at?
Put a sock in it.
Okay, suit yourself.
I miss you too, mum…
EnglishHorrible, mama...
Imperfect basin, full of aweful bruises, not able-bodied, if there's no hand then there's no feet either.
Similar scene both then and now, dark room, not even the "w" of wish is anywhere.
dark, cry, dark, cry.
So, finally I got a seven-colored Feather, Father, I'm sorry but I don't want to lose you.
Sacrificing is rather my specialty, what? Is it my little "bother" or "sister" who's beside me
Sorry my baby, it's my own fault.
Allow me ratting on you.
I've nothing to lose.
Oh, I feel lonely….
Impudent, impudent, my bond with "you", was cut by that "guy" dressed in white, "Yes, goodbye
Fine, fine, it's what you want, I'm unwanted, even though I'm all alone I'll achieve throughout my life."
Hey my mother, what are you getting at?
Put a sock in it.
Okay, suit yourself.
I miss you too, mum...
Notes:
Coin Lockers Baby is actually a ghost story in Japan. It goes like this: A woman became pregnant by her lover who abruptly left her. She gave birth to the baby, but abandoned it in a coin locker of a train station. Several years later, she had to deliver some documents to a company near the station. Hesitating, she walked by the coin locker. A little boy was sitting there and sobbing. But, strangely, people were just walking by the boy without paying any attention. The woman asked the boy, “What’s the matter?” He gave her no answer. “Where is your father?” “I don’t know,” said the boy still sobbing with his head down. “Where is your mother?” The boy looked up at her, said “Here,” and then quickly vanished.
