A Girl and Her Closet : English
Lyrics: broken philosophy of love
Music: 4ge
The door to her heart has been locked.
I've tried to look for the key, but couldn't find it; so with a crowbar,
I wrenched it open.
I've come to see her, both hands holding a bouquet.
Cheers thrown, and velvet suits burned, and what remains is pain.
Opened, her heart became empty.
How she wore those lowrisers, I could see her panties.
Provoking tension, Nothing inside, Finding faults: I can't fit them together.
Cocoa, poured into a champagne glass, and mixed with toluene.
A turquoise blue, and a whole heart are unified and thrown.
Our love is distorted at some point
Out of all these people, everywhere, in love,
Our love is unique.
I want to always be by your side. I press against you forcefully.
What a clever lie. At this hour, there is this feeling of sadness.
Until the moon, illuminated in its parade, melts and is lost,
It is far too bright, and you close your eyes that way
I say nothing, and grasp your hand
It's been one day, and night
Our love is distorted at some point
Out of all these people, everywhere, in love,
Our love is unique.
I want to always be by your side. I press against you forcefully.
What a clever lie. At this hour, there is this feeling of sadness.
Until the moon, illuminated in its parade, melts and is lost,
It is far too bright, and you close your eyes that way
Even if we listened to a love song, your head against my right shoulder,
It wouldn't change what we can't attain.
I know I'm also responsible,
but I'm scared to admit that.
It's been another day, and night.
