I cannot become a beautiful, pure girl
Even I know that
Everyone around can understand that

Why is it, that I couldn't have chosen my own body
If that sort of rule was made today, that certainly wouldn't be allowed
If I were beautiful enough
That I would want to show everyone
Then, would it be strange to tell my mom and dad, "Thank you"?

It's not just the things we like,
But the things we hate, that make up ourselves
In a place deeper than even the heart,
Perhaps you know

I cannot become a beautiful, pure girl
Even I know that
Everyone around can understand that
The reason that I can sing songs where I am not me,
Is because I was unable to become you

Your hair flutters so beautifully in the wind
I simply watched you, as I had not a single one of those
With your beautiful voice, fluttering in the sind
I sang, just a tiny bit

If this life was so important as to be born,
Then, shall I stop time for you,
Which had passed without you noticing?
And then, if those nightmares, in exchange, became unable to wake,
Then, I bet the you from back then would get pretty mad

It's important, to not just sniff out lies,
But also to find the things to believe in
If you can't find your voice there,
Then I'll go to the next town over and buy a new one

That's why I cannot become a beautiful, pure girl
I've got plans, now,
Even you should be able to understand that
I may not be able to take your hand, but
I simply drew galaxies instead, huh

There's no way I could forget,
How I grabbed your sleeve, and ran
From that place where monsters ate humans alive
Because you were the only human there

Next time, what I like, and what I don't,
What I want to be when I grow up
All of that's obvious
I wanted to become a beautiful, pure girl

I cannot become a beautiful, pure girl
Even I know that
Everyone around can understand that
Until the day when I can't walk anymore,
Please, keep on bringing me to wonderful places

Your hair flutters so beautifully in the wind
I simply watched you, as I had not a single one of those
With your beautiful voice, fluttering in the wind
Just a little bit, I
Became a girl

tl note: "karen" roughly translates to a sort of pure loveliness. the word very specifically carries this like, purity and innocent with it.