Kikuchiyo to Mohshimasu

Kikuchiyo to mohshimasu
Shiroi unaji ni yurete ita
Naito kurabu no aoi hi yo Daite odoreba yasashii kata ga Nazeka kanshiku, nazeka kanashiku
Furueteta… furueteta
Kono mamade itsu made mo Futari sugoshita Akasaka no Kiri no, hoteru no, koi no yoru
Moeta anata no itoshi hoho ga Itsuka sahishiku, itsuka sabishiku
Nureteita… nureteita
Kikuchiyo to mohshimasu
Minna wasurete hoshii no to Tatto hito yo de kieta hito
Amaku setsunai utsuriga dake o Sotto nokoshiite, sotto nokoshiite
Kiri no naka … kiri no naka
Kikochiyo to mohshimasu
Her Name Was Kikuchiyo
Her name was Kikuchiyo
Across the nape of her porcelain-like neck
The night-club's blue light swayed
I held her as we danced
I felt her gentle shoulders tremble
Why this sadness… why this sadness?
I wish it could have gone on forever
Together passing time in Akasaka
In a hotel on that misty night
We spent the night in passion
And then… the blush in her tender cheeks
Turned to tears… lonely tears
Her name was Kikuchiyo
Telling me to forget everything
Our only night together
She vanished
Leaving only her sweet scent lingering softly
In the fog… in the fog
Her name was Kikuchiyo