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Artiste:
Rie Fu
Titre:
Vintage Denim
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binteeji no denimu o haite kaaten o aketara sotto amai rinen ni dakare kaaten o maku you na Wrapped in curtains I still feel the morning sound Don't miss it, don't diss it, I'll be waiting get it count it or I must go crazy Oh silence, bring my soul up here, bring me up when there's nothing near Tired of saviours that are not real In a way that you hold, way that you hold me away biggu ben ni akari ga miete miagetara sore wa ookiku tsutsumikonde kono machi mo atatakai Big ben it's gotta light so tenderly and this city is warm as it's supposed to be Listening to coldplay on the northern line Don't miss it, don't diss it, I'll be waiting get it count it or I must go crazy Oh silence, bring my soul up here, bring me up when there's nothing near Tired of saviours that are not real In a way that you hold, way that you hold me away tsumetai kaze ni hokorimamire no Oh silence, bring my soul up here, bring me up when there's nothing near Tired of saviours that are not real In a way that you hold, way that you hold me away TRANSLATION I'm wearing vintage denim when daylight softly hits the curtains It seems like it's all wound up, caught by sweet linens Wrapped in curtains I still feel the morning sound Don't miss it, don't diss it, I'll be waiting get it count it or I must go crazy When I look up, I can see the light of Big Ben - it's just so huge All bundled up, this city too is warm Big ben it's gotta light so tenderly and this city is warm as it's supposed to be Listening to coldplay on the northern line In the cold wind, covered with dust Oh silence, bring my soul up here, bring me up when there's nothing near Tired of saviours that are not real In a way that you hold, way that you hold me away