Monday, February 21, 2011

Perfume - 575

This is literally the last song I sent to him... I wonder how things changed so much from then to now. A beautiful song by one of my favorite bands: Perfume.

I don't want to lose to this love, give it, give it up
In the season when hot wind blows, my heart sways
Even now, I still don't believe them
But those words remain stuck in my mind

We can't meet, and I wonder where my feelings could be
I want to see you, but I can't find the keypad
Even though I wish this distance could shrink soon
Moody boy, what could I send to you ?

I play at lining up words like 5-7-5; ah, I want to search for your heart
1-2-3 passes slowly, and the final train has already closed
"Ah, I've got some free time now" -- could this be my chance ?
Pushing the buttons little by little now
I close my eyes and pray for a reply as I send these feelings to you

"Hey, hey, what are you up to now ? "
"I thought I'd go to sleep soon"
But I don't want to sleep at all
Our conflict in the empty dead of night
It's a natural high; is today already a goodnight ?
He's such a selfish person, but he's the one I love
Good night; this season isn't over yet

I don't want to give him to that girl, give it, give it up
In the season when hot wind blows, I wipe away my tears
Even now, I still don't believe them
But those words remain stuck in my mind

We can't meet, and I wonder where my feelings could be
I want to see you, but I can't find the keypad
Even though I wish this distance could shrink soon
Moody boy, what could I send to you ?

I play at lining up words like 5-7-5; ah, I want to search for your heart
1-2-3 passes slowly, and the final train has already closed
"Ah, I've got some free time now" -- could this be my chance ?
Pushing the buttons little by little now
I close my eyes and pray for a reply as I send these feelings to you

"Hey, hey, what are you up to now ? "
"I thought I'd go to sleep soon"
But I don't want to sleep at all
Our conflict in the empty dead of night
It's a natural high; is today already a goodnight ?
He's such a selfish person, but he's the one I love
Good night, good morning; this season isn't over yet

We can't meet, and I wonder where my feelings could be
I want to see you, but I can't find the keypad
Even though I wish this distance could shrink soon
Moody boy, what could I send to you ?

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