I shouldn't pine for you,
I shouldn't be in love with you,
but I do.

Two emotions are all jumbled up,
and I can't keep myself.

Even if you accept my heart,
it is going to bleed falsity and conflict in somewhere else.

That is a wrongness.
That is a sin.
No one can be happy.

With a feeling of being bound and a deep sign,
I leave for my real place.


I shouldn't pine for you,
I shouldn't be in love with you,
but I do.

Is the best thing that I tell you my feeling?
Or should I have to make a different confession?

Still, even if you accept my heart,
I will eventually see your tears.

That is punishment.
That is shackles.
No one can repay it.

Without being able to tell you my feeling,
I will bear this love
with tears in my heart.


I shouldn't pine for you,
I shouldn't be in love with you,
but I do.

(I'm in restlessness and lose my mind.)

I shouldn't pine for you,
I shouldn't be in love with you,
but I do.


"I love you. I absolutely love you."

I've been in a love.
I've been in love with you.