*Анко-тян*
Since I was four years old,
I have never grew,
So now I'm ready to sold
My years, one or a few.
When I was thirteen,
I have fell in love
With mean assassin
And his reddish scarf.
He reached twenty years
And was living too far,
For him all of ladies
Were just prey on his fire.
But my mind in black room
Was falling in chasm.
It was really my doom -
Be caught by his ice.
I have never grew,
So now I'm ready to sold
My years, one or a few.
When I was thirteen,
I have fell in love
With mean assassin
And his reddish scarf.
He reached twenty years
And was living too far,
For him all of ladies
Were just prey on his fire.
But my mind in black room
Was falling in chasm.
It was really my doom -
Be caught by his ice.