Otokibako

One, two
Counting the three-pronged hooks, I’ve got them all.
What’s wrapped up tight
Is the sound of my dear mother’s voice.

Alone or with someone,
I stuck a thorny branch in the keyhole.
Was I too young to understand?
I’ve been left with this emptiness.

* Up until now, I’ve been holding back
"I’m sorry"
For everything,
Now I open it,
The treasure box melts the night away with you, oh so sweet.

One, two, my ring finger,
That’s just a fairy tale.
What burned me was
Seventeen.
Now it’s the thread of formality.

Up until now, I’ve been holding back
"I’m sorry"
For everything,
Now I open it,
The treasure box melts me and you away, oh so sweet.

* repeat

Up until now, I’ve kept forgiving
"I’m sorry"
Even that,
Now I open it,
The treasure box melts me and you away.

Oh so sweet.

Oh so sweet.