A keresés eredménye

That Boy

Once upon a time, they fell in love on accident
At an era where there was no hesitation
They thought they understood
So, they loved to their heart’s content
A pair of hands, held so firmly that they can’t be separated
Striving for the future in their hearts
Oh
I can’t forget your love
But the final result is hard to change
I couldn’t make you stay
Not like he could have given you a
future to look forward to
That childish boy
Hu
The love and care you have is always by my side
By my side
When there is no one else, I take it out
I want to ask you now
Now
Whether you are weighed down with sorrow anymore
Weighed down with sorrow anymore
Like the sunshine that lies down on the sea
Like diligently painted colors
That make you smile, that make you feel brave
I can’t forget your love
But the end result is hard to change
I couldn’t make you stay
Not like he could have given you a
future to look forward to
That childish boy
Hu
Yeah
Wow
Wow
Ah
I’m missing you right now
Thinking of you, whenever I pace about
All the regrets, they are not the future
All the love is hard to avoid in the end
Cannot escape from the pain
No need to start over again
Hu
Ah
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Right now, I just hope that the hurt will leave its place to joy
Since we are not able to start over again.
Hu
Hu
 

Home

How much value does our identities have,
Whether or not it enjoys an eternal status?
Endlessly asking and asking again,
I saw her life, already drained away.
 
Inside the textbook, there’s beautiful pictures and words,
Symbolizing authority collapsing at the first blow.
Children are fired up by decadent music,
Because the surface of eternity is not in the mind.
 
Who has seen everything? Who?
Who makes everything? Who?
One day, it waits for your answer.
 
Why can’t they open their eyes?
Why can’t they breathe deeply?
Why is it always so crowded?
Everything, early on, isn’t as mysterious.
 
Inside the textbook, there’s beautiful pictures and words,
Symbolizing authority collapsing at the first blow.
Children are fired up by decadent music,
Because the surface of eternity is not in the mind.
 
Who has seen everything? Who?
Who makes everything? Who?
One day, it waits for your answer.
 
Inside the textbook, there’s beautiful pictures and words,
Symbolizing authority collapsing at the first blow.
Children are fired up by decadent music,
Because the surface of eternity is not in the mind.
 
Who has seen everything? Who?
Who makes everything? Who?
One day, it waits for your answer.
 

Sunset Avenue

Always dreaming of flying above the clouds and over the meridian
Can't tell whether it's night or day
Hurriedly rushing over with uncontainable excitement
Let me think again, think again
 
We are searching in the midst of this path
We are lost on the two ends of this path
When the setting sun renders the world in color
See that golden yellow, isn't it brilliant?
We are running along the midst of this path
We are crying on the two ends of this path
When the setting sun renders the world in color
I see the darkness of night
 
The night wind blows over the banquet at the golden beach
I still can't grow used to the taste there
Traveling to and from Las Vegas I saw
That there was no sign of life, no sign of life
 
We are searching in the midst of this path
We are lost on the two ends of this path
When the setting sun renders the world in color
See that golden yellow, isn't it brilliant?
We are running along the midst of this path
We are crying on the two ends of this path
When the setting sun renders the world in color,
I see the darkness of night
 
Running along the midst of this path
Crying on the two ends of this path
When the setting sun renders the world in color
I see the darkness of night