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The Back Horn: Serenade
02.01.18
Artist: The Back Horn Title: Serenade Words: The Back Horn Music: The Back Horn Unable to become a swan the ballerina dances hysterically in the cage tonight White bosom just like the full moon I wanna tear it apart with a black violin The music room broiling from the summer heat You definitely weren't playing the piano Your beautiful long fingers just moving around The smell of a rotten cat Holding your voice back A vampire and a dictator laugh a cappella If you shoot Physicist Banks in the vein you shake the folds of the darkness and the heart in my chest sings a song On top of the keyboard crazed screams gush forth Even if you paint your lips red like a tramp I can't dance it alone this moonlit waltz Gentle fondling to all of those in their passing youth Painted in blood this romance is rife with sentiment so much it's nauseating Noble like Mary Antoinette, the pigs are crying, man Wings soar into the air dreaming Translated By: Brian Dunn. I try to write the English so it flows along with the Japanese lyrics as much as possible, breaking the lines with the flow of the singing. Translator's Note: I translated "aibu" as fondling, and it also has a connotation of caressing, petting, necking, making out, or fooling around. Literally it means "love petting." Romaji To Be Added Romaji By: Brian Stewart |