red hooded sister

translated by PLS

lettuce, lettuce, please loosen your long hair

and let me ride it as a scaling ladder

riding your black hair to enter your temple of black

lettuce, lettuce, you said what you love about the moon is the danger in it

brambles slit the knights’ eyes blind, their faces

captured by true owls to carpet their nest

the world is the umbrageous lacquered bowl on your table

bloody fingers in the abysmal soup 

the dawn and sorcerers are still asleep in the forest but will eventually wake

lettuce, lettuce

your curse was once broken, and you are now stitching it up

the story is like severed limbs and fragmented bones

every version has fresh love and cruelty

fairytales are formed this way, you grew up this way

you hair, longer and longer

devouring your room

the new betrayal stems from your own body

lettuce, lettuce, walk out of your castle

or lay down your long hair first

i’ve walked that quiet lane

and locked grandma’s door

cute lies and tragic songs

i’ve sung alone in the abdomen deep as an abyss

but no legendary fiction has been written this way

lettuce, lettuce

i’ve walked past you too many times

not sorcerer, nor prince

we are all caressed by the pitch-black moon

lettuce, lettuce

put your long hair down

let me ride it as a scaling ladder

with your black hair

we walk out of the night

hurl a fire, rid of that temple of black

if you are still not sure about

returning the residual hair or ash to the wind

then please take my red hood first