Oh Mrs. Fox, please don't take an umbrella.
Quick, knit my feelings together, won’t you?
A daimyo's procession. Corpses guarding the gate.
"Open it? Open, please?"
The fox's wedding, let us set off to retrieve
I, whom they lost instead of you.
Behind this torii lies my broken, dead body and
The daimyo's procession. The corpses’ guards.
Hey, hey, laugh, let me see you laugh?
Stop it, stop it
Your words are
So kind, they lead
To an embarrassing beginning.
AAaaaaAhH, it hurts,
AAAaaaAH, help me
I don't like the pain, so I'll accept you.
Hey, hey, laugh, are you going to skewer me?
Born in the capital, I was bound and brought up.
Who knows how many years passed—by then, I'd
Been played with, I'd degraded and devoured humans.
Who knows how many years passed—on my birthday,
I found you, and felt so strongly,
"I want to eat you, I want to eat you, I so want to eat you."
I had seduced you with my own body,
And where I nibbled you, and I devoured.