Come on now
Do take these hands
And slide them both into yours
This quadrille we dance
Even as daybreak arrives
Doesn't have an end
One by one, we change our partners
As our eyes seem to spin, dizzyingly so
But how many times are we allowed to change our hearts?
A feast
Is prepared every night
By the lazy benches of a secluded, upper class room
Blossom now, large-flowered chrysanthemum
And bask in the envy of these people
Who are so afraid of ruin that their lives remain short
This waltz we continue to dance is a farce
But at least it's obvious that everyone here born
In this country is dressed in foreign-made costumes
Please dance with me
At your own pace
On the round table
Are red wines and forbidden fruits
Everyone here thinks
That the things of tomorrow
Are of no consequence now
If this elegant time passes by like this
Then it shall remain peaceful
It's entirely and only for us
Both politics and rebellion are farces
So let's just feed them
To the dogs
Petals are spilling from a single flower
As its body floats in this fickle appearance
The fortune of the reason for its noble birth is unimportant
In this maskless masquerade
Even if you're hiding your real intentions somewhere
Please go ahead
And use your transparent flattery skills
But do be seduced
By my own words as well
Blossom now, large-flowered chrysanthemum
And accept the hatred of these people
For the lives of their magnificent families are beautiful
This waltz we continue to dance is a farce
But at least it's obvious that everyone here of this country has its accent
As they wear these foreign-made ceremonial dresses
Please stand here
At your own pace
Do take these hands
And slide them both into yours
This quadrille we dance
Even as daybreak arrives
Doesn't have an end
One by one, we change our partners
As our eyes seem to spin, dizzyingly so
But how many times are we allowed to change our hearts?
A feast
Is prepared every night
By the lazy benches of a secluded, upper class room
Blossom now, large-flowered chrysanthemum
And bask in the envy of these people
Who are so afraid of ruin that their lives remain short
This waltz we continue to dance is a farce
But at least it's obvious that everyone here born
In this country is dressed in foreign-made costumes
Please dance with me
At your own pace
On the round table
Are red wines and forbidden fruits
Everyone here thinks
That the things of tomorrow
Are of no consequence now
If this elegant time passes by like this
Then it shall remain peaceful
It's entirely and only for us
Both politics and rebellion are farces
So let's just feed them
To the dogs
Petals are spilling from a single flower
As its body floats in this fickle appearance
The fortune of the reason for its noble birth is unimportant
In this maskless masquerade
Even if you're hiding your real intentions somewhere
Please go ahead
And use your transparent flattery skills
But do be seduced
By my own words as well
Blossom now, large-flowered chrysanthemum
And accept the hatred of these people
For the lives of their magnificent families are beautiful
This waltz we continue to dance is a farce
But at least it's obvious that everyone here of this country has its accent
As they wear these foreign-made ceremonial dresses
Please stand here
At your own pace