Sitting on a corner of Enbizaka is
A young woman and her little tailor shop.
A sweet girl with great skill in her discipline,
She's well known throughout the neighborhood. 

However, something has troubled her as of late,
And that would be how unfaithful her lover was.
"Even though he has someone special like me,
He never comes home; how untrue can he be?"

Even so, I must devote myself to the task at hand.
I grip my sewing scissors fiercely.
These scissors of my mother's may be quite old, but
The more you sharpen them, the better they cut.

Today the town is serene and peaceful,
It's calm and pleasant just like usual.
I spotted him at the main street on this fine day,
But that woman beside him; Exactly who is she? 

She looked gorgeous in that red kimono,
And he seemed pleased with the woman's company.
The sight of those two walking together sickened me,
So my response was to turn on the spot and flee.

Even so, I must devote myself to the task at hand.
I grip my sewing scissors fiercely.
Heartbroken with cheeks soaked by tears of sorrow,
I tailor the kimono diligently.

Today the atmosphere is strangely tense
It seems a murder has put the town on edge 
This time I saw him idling nearby the bridge
But that woman beside him; Exactly who is she?

I wanted to ease that depressed look off his face,
But the angelic haired girl was there, consoling him. 
That green sash looks truly stunning on her.
Ah, I guess that's the type he has a preference for. 

Even so, I must devote myself to the task at hand.
I grip my sewing scissors fiercely.
Eyes red and swollen from all the tears that were shed,
I tailor the sash laid out in front of me.

The town has become even more restless overnight,
For another crime seems to have broken out.
Today I recognized him at the hairpin shop.
Whoever might that girl standing next to him be?

He bought a yellow hairpin for that darling girl,
That girl who was too young to be suitable.
What in the world was going through his head?
He really has no decency, how shameless!

Even so, I must devote myself to the task at hand.
I grip my sewing scissors furiously.
Strange, did my scissors used to look this way?
Like always, I've worked hard again today.

At long last I've finished work
If you still refuse to return 
To my loving side where you belong,
Then I suppose I'll have to come searching for you.

A scarlet kimono with an emerald sash
Aureate hairpin, delicately worn
With these, I'm now the type of girl you like
What do you think? Aren't I beautiful?

Today the whole town is in a panic;
This time, it was a man that had fell victim.
It looks like a whole family of four was killed,
All in the past couple days, how very sad.

Besides that, he was acting so dreadful.
"Good afternoon, it's a pleasure to meet you."
He spoke as if he were talking to someone new,
Like I was a complete stranger.

Even so, I must devote myself to the task at hand.
I grip my sewing scissors shakily.
These scissors of mine are now dyed crimson red.
The more you sharpen them, the better they cut.