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