Lyrics the GazettE

the GazettE

Carry?

The dearest fiancé is me

It whisper in sweet voice

You are having already died...

I did not find a translation

Me reflected in a mirror

Her who looks at it and cries

Please let me know someone

I am in such a figure why...

Carry... can you love such me?

Carry... may in a side all the time?

Carry...? do not already cry...

Carry... I do not go anywhere

Who made me such figure?

It is a already many

To die, if it was such a thing is easier

It is a too pitiable and is too unhappy...

I am not a ghost

It gives without seeing my by such eye

I have really become what?

The head is likely to be crazy

Please help me...It will die

Doesn't it understand? You are already dead...

It remembered at last At that time I was dead?

At that time it jumped down from building and died

Carry... can you love such me?

Carry... may in a side all the time?

Carry...? do not already cry...

Carry... I do not go anywhere

Carry... I love you forever...

Carry... Good bye dearest you...