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• Artiste: Plastic Tree
• Titre: Sanatorium (english)
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You closed your eyes, the various "you", was subdued inside them Without noticing, like a slight fever, our love is dying I closed my heart, the various "me" dissolved inside my chest If I burn it with forbidden play, then loneliness will be a pretty color Revolving, the unstopabble record The tip of the needle is a memory It's joyous, it's painful, resembling a spell How centimeters later towards time that cannot be followed will it be? Our entwined fingers are becoming unraveled, as if they are reciting their small farewells Even if I'm told of your lost name, in the end we can't go back to the world as it was before A sweet waste that does not stand wind appears to be scattered about without being counted If we gather it up and make a puzzle out of it, then our love will also become a beautiful thing Inside many lights, we were able to meet many Only don't lose the password How many light years later to the place where we meet by chance will it be? With dizziness, the dream's flowers blossom, it will seem as if I am slowing reciting my farewell Murmur. Without being able to go anywhere when it is surrounded by my chest It's like we are gazing at the withering of a bouquet of flowers, one by one Noticing the thing I can't feel, the longed for tears came out I lied to god, and in exchange, what did I receive? The gap between our fingers, when they slip will probably happen one of these days Our entwined fingers are becoming unraveled, their small farewells recited, voice Even if I call your lost name, in the end we can't return back to the world as it was before I wake up, scatter the dream's flowers, even sorrow stains quietly, sanatorium Murmur. I make my chest full without being able to move from here What cannot go anywhere is my "heart" The you who was in there is smiling Sanatorium. Sanatorium. Sanatorium. Sanatorium.