Miss Yasuhiro, Miss Yasuhiro,

Why must you cry?

You have so many things to be thankful for, child.

You've got a lovely mother and lovely father, who care for you with everything that they've got.

There's a roof over your head and food in your stomach,

And so many nice things that you hardly ever touch.

SoTaeko, sweet Taeko, innocent, little Taeko, why must you cry?

Because, my friend, there is so much I don't have.

I don't stand out in any way, shape or form. Just plain old Takeo.

Even my name is boring, matching the girl who bears it.

Average face, average clothes, average personality.

I glare at the mirror, hating the girl that looks back at me.

I wish for something more, something or someone to make me more.

This is why I cry.

Miss Lundenburg, Miss Ludenberg,

Why must you lie?

They say you swindle and cheat,

You must be rotten to the very core.

You gamble everyday, your funding for a fantasy.

It sickens me how you lie through your teeth so easily, so often.

So Celes, swindling Celes, greedy, hopeless Celes, why must you lie?

Because, my friend, there's always profit where there's a lie.

When I play my cards right, my cheating can earn me a decent amount.

It's just like any other job, except I enjoy mine.

I am cavity rotten, and my candy is the thrill of the game.

You say fantasy, I say soon to be a reality,

My cheating, my swindling, my lying, my enjoyment, getting me closer to my goal.

This is why I must lie.

Miss Lundeberg, Miss Ludenberg,

Oh, why must you die?

You had so much to look forward to, girl.

A chance at survival, the ever fleeting feeling of hope.

The friends who would care for you, who'd have your back every step of the way.

So many friendships, so many opportunities, now lost in the very same flames consuming you.

So Celestia, dying Celestia, guilty, guilty Celestia, why must you die?

Because, my friend, there are many bad things that I have done.

My hands are dirtied with the blood of a broken boy and a fat man,

My tongue is too sore to continue telling lies.

I have been corrupted by greed and despair, and I'm no longer fit to live in this world.

The friends I have no longer want me. They judge me by what I've done, as they should.

I smile, making sure that I take my elegancy to my grave.

This is why I mus-