Ref: http://www.projecthello.com/momusu/yurusanai.html
I love you, so I definitely won't forgive you
I'm spacing out while watching late night TV
Nothing's going into my head
There's no good reason to keep it a secret
I'm not going to allow myself to fall into sadness
Give me back my time
Everyone says that it was "only once"
Even so, I can't forgive you
I love you so much that it's useless
My heart is transparent
I've come to hate you - where is the enjoyment in this?
Even so, I still won't forgive you
My heart is without a destination
Spinning and spinning, it's a merry-go-round
However
With what sort of intention
With what sort of reason
Did you flirt with that person?
No No No No Don't touch me
Looking back on it - it's pointless
I took off all my false nails
These aren't cute at all
I don't want to listen to that fellow's desires
I want to hate you
Give me back my tears
No matter how many times you call
I don't want to go out
Even just talking, my body refuses
I don't know what would be good
The phone keeps on ringing and I'm getting annoyed
Moreover since I won't forgive you
No matter when, you'd only look at me
Didn't you promise that?
Look
With what sort of face
With what sort of spirit
Did you flirt with that person?
No No No No It's impossible
I left in that ambience - it's pointless
I'm spacing out while watching late night TV
Nothing's going into my head
There's no good reason to keep it a secret
I'm not going to allow myself to fall into sadness
Give me back my time
I took off all my false nails
These aren't cute at all
I don't want to listen to that fellow's desires
I want to hate you
Give me back my tears
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Notes: It's almost gender-neutral, except for two points:
1. The fake nails suggest that it's most likely from a female POV
2. "Did you flirt with that person?" - The word used for 'that person' is 'anoko', which I think is generally used for girls or small boys.
So it's a story of a person who's just got her heart broken - because her lover was checking out another person. Slightly possessive that.
Still, I can imagine RihoRiho getting so worked up about not being the sole object of her partner's desire that she wouldn't forgive her partner (or even herself) that she feels hurt from it. Ah, RihoRiho, such an M.
Stil, I like the arrangement of the song - it's partly minimalistic, and when it builds up, it matches the emotion. Lovely piano backing. And harmonies. Knowing the lyrics adds even more depth.
