The dearest fiance 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......Pleases 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...I do not go anywhere.
Who made me such figure?It is a slready 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 whitout seeing me by such eye.
I have really become what?The head is likely to be carzy.Please help me.It will die.AuDoesn"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...I love you forever...
Carry...Good bye dearest you......