I'm sitting myself, I sit on the mountain cooler,
And around hung around and rumble clouds.
And what they scream, these clouds,
Anyway, you will not be better.
Komariki, mosquito, drink, drink my blood,
And why, why should she need a love once?
Like a shadow above my life hung,
Time runs, yes flashes numbers.
And what they smell, these numbers,
Anyway, there is no point in them.
Komariki, mosquito, drink, drink my blood,
And why, why should she need a love once?
Well, and what, well, and what, well, and what,
It turns out that all the same thing.
