Hifi mihi.
Hifu mihi fumi hifu.

Wabi sabi.
Beauty in the imperfection.
Wabi sabi.
Like morning rain with yellow red.
The rain clouds rise overhead
and drench the crimson raincoats.
Wabi sabi.

La vie in rose.
With all its tragic flaws…
Midnight comes soon.

CHORUS
Dont forget to live
with all lifes quirks,
the rain roses grass.

With crimson raincoats
it covers up the blood
and sops up the rain.

Wabi sabi.
Beauty in the imperfection.
Wabi sabi.
Like morning rain with yellow red.
The rain clouds rise overhead
and drench the crimson raincoats.
Wabi sabi.

CHORUS
Perhaps the rain will
wash away the blood and tears.