- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
Chagall
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Sappho Song
To me the man that sits across from you Is a god He listens carefully to your delicious voice And your laughter
And if I meet you suddenly My tongue breaks up and I can't speak A thin flame runs under my skin There's only noise, can't see a thing
Cold sweat rushes down on me, I'm trembling Seizes me I'm paler than the grass drying, oh, yes it seems I'm dying, dying, dying
Die Dying
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