Cockscomb English Translation Lyrics by Lacuna
Embracing my heart, rooted deep,
Even if I have no intent to leave, I’m feeling trapped.
From the night’s rainstorm,
Spitting out a lot of water,
On the flowerbed turned to mud, only red flowers remain.
My worn-out face,
Can breathe with both relief and sorrow.
Cut away the black flowers, for they bring unease,
In the heart I nurtured through the winter, only red flowers remain.
Cut away the black flowers, for they bring unease,
In the heart I nurtured through the winter, only red flowers remain.