Even though I shouldn’t have any sins
I’m accepting some sort of punishment
Even though they aren’t seeds that I sown
I’m made to pluck the flowers that bloomed prolifically

I can’t say that I don’t know about it
But I don’t recall having been an accomplice-in-crime
I feel that my freedom was costly bought
But I don’t recall having my heart sold cheaply

Hey Hey, until I die and bid farewell
Hey Hey, I won’t be caught by anyone
I wonder if you don’t know about the eternal ruffians
Who are prowling the distant night

It’s not even an unforgivable act
But wounds can’t be healed
On nights when I feel like crying, I make love to a woman
And take flight from this petty and corrupt world

Hey Hey, until I die and bid farewell
Hey Hey, I won’t be caught by anyone
I wonder if you don’t know about the eternal ruffians
Who are prowling the distant night

Even though I shouldn’t have any sins
I’m accepting some sort of punishment
I feel that my freedom was costly bought
But I don’t have the guts to sell my heart cheaply…