Aishiteta to nageku ni wa Amari ni mo toki wa sugi te shimatta Mada kokoro no hokorobi o Iyasenumama kaze ga fuiteru

Two months have passed since he left us here, alone aboard the Bebop. We haven't discussed it, but it's understood that we both know what happened to him that day. I should have moved my gun lower, I should have stopped him then and there! I had the chance, and I blew it. It's something I've come to live with, dealing with it daily. I'll just not think of it, rest as I fade away to sleep, lull me with the real folk blues.

And when I awake, a new day begins. Maybe I'll remember more, maybe I'll forget less. Either way, I'll still be haunted. I am just a ghost, and he is just a ghost. Though I am more solid, at least he had a choice. Debt is drowning me, I must capture bounty.

Aishiteta to nageku ni wa Amari ni mo toki wa sugi te shimatta Mada kokoro no hokorobi o Iyasenumama kaze ga fuiteru