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Night, that night…if you can swallow this distance in your eyes
No way, not this road
in a drunk state, hastily, I find my way
Meet up with old friends and drink hard gin
My insides are churning as I go home
Wishing I could fall asleep peacefully, I looked at the time
The time is now 11:50 pm and yet her name…
I waited in front of the station pulling out a cigarette
I lit it, inhaled, and as I let it out, through the smoke
I saw her figure in front of me
Breathing hard, she ran towards me
From her footsteps to her movements everything was in a hurry
But because she is the girl I had to ride the last train with
Go tell her that it’s a coincidence that you met
(Hey, hey lady) Why is she ignoring me?
I followed her and grabbed her shoulder
As soon as my hand touched her shoulder, she was so shocked
Her body and her eyes as they met mine were in fear
She let out a cry as she fell
In front of my eyes, her head hit the floor
And in cold blood, (no way) did she die?
But her eyes were still searching for me
Night, that night…if you can swallow this distance in your eyes
No way, no one waits on this road
At that time I was on my way home from work in the city’s red fog
I stuck around for a bit and it was apparent I would miss the last train
That girl came down the stairs out of breath
And through the crack in the subway door, she got on
Catching my breath, I sit down and it is already 1:10 am
In the thumping noise of the train, a cold feeling
There are no students who spent the night studying, or any drunks, only silence
Only that girl and in the far corner, a couple
I want to change seats, but for some reason
I am unable to as the girl keeps staring at me
I get goosebumps, and even when I turn away, her gaze is fixed
I close and open my eyes but her strange blank expression…
At the third train stop, finally one man
Slowly walks toward the seat across the girl
I find some relief, but as the train closes its doors and leaves
I look at them and he’s staring at her
The man who just got on can also feel it
His lips are shut and his breathing is painful
Hey you. Hurry and get off at the next station.
Why?
That girl…
Night, that night…if you can swallow this distance in your eyes
No way, no one waits on this road
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you curse me?
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you follow me?
Night, that night…if you can swallow this distance in your eyes
No way, no one waits on this road
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you curse me?
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you follow me?
No way, not this road
in a drunk state, hastily, I find my way
Meet up with old friends and drink hard gin
My insides are churning as I go home
Wishing I could fall asleep peacefully, I looked at the time
The time is now 11:50 pm and yet her name…
I waited in front of the station pulling out a cigarette
I lit it, inhaled, and as I let it out, through the smoke
I saw her figure in front of me
Breathing hard, she ran towards me
From her footsteps to her movements everything was in a hurry
But because she is the girl I had to ride the last train with
Go tell her that it’s a coincidence that you met
(Hey, hey lady) Why is she ignoring me?
I followed her and grabbed her shoulder
As soon as my hand touched her shoulder, she was so shocked
Her body and her eyes as they met mine were in fear
She let out a cry as she fell
In front of my eyes, her head hit the floor
And in cold blood, (no way) did she die?
But her eyes were still searching for me
Night, that night…if you can swallow this distance in your eyes
No way, no one waits on this road
At that time I was on my way home from work in the city’s red fog
I stuck around for a bit and it was apparent I would miss the last train
That girl came down the stairs out of breath
And through the crack in the subway door, she got on
Catching my breath, I sit down and it is already 1:10 am
In the thumping noise of the train, a cold feeling
There are no students who spent the night studying, or any drunks, only silence
Only that girl and in the far corner, a couple
I want to change seats, but for some reason
I am unable to as the girl keeps staring at me
I get goosebumps, and even when I turn away, her gaze is fixed
I close and open my eyes but her strange blank expression…
At the third train stop, finally one man
Slowly walks toward the seat across the girl
I find some relief, but as the train closes its doors and leaves
I look at them and he’s staring at her
The man who just got on can also feel it
His lips are shut and his breathing is painful
Hey you. Hurry and get off at the next station.
Why?
That girl…
Night, that night…if you can swallow this distance in your eyes
No way, no one waits on this road
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you curse me?
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you follow me?
Night, that night…if you can swallow this distance in your eyes
No way, no one waits on this road
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you curse me?
Has your breathing stopped now? Has your heart gone cold?
From where will you see me? Until when will you follow me?
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