You next to me, a woman if you were, it still better than.
From tonight, in a mirror I'm not to be reflected, to remain in a state.
At the corner in the alley, to turn, sucked in a vacuum cleaner we are.
The yobidashi to call sumo wrestlers, and to open his handed fan, losing his voice.
Of the Grim Reaper, the obituary to be told, running away for his life,