Your stillness stills all of me

You were all that I see

Falling and falling

In strechy shadows

Into your everyday fantasy

Adieu mon ami

En enfer, mon amour

Pour te laisser entrer

Pour te laisser être

Exister, pour sortir

Comme une chanson

Dans une joie fragile

If I could draw you in a line of beauty

That would defeat the purpose

The pur and the pose

In the washing machine of everyday life

You write the books yourself

I mistaken the vanishing point for the vintage point

When dreams become dreary and dreary too

I opened you like an open book

And rewind what has to be unwind

You hear the silence

You don't hear the cadence

The silence is clouded glass

The silence is your song

Berlin is just another name to drown

Autumn turned its head again

Fair Persephone,

I go through the stars

To marry the night

Like charcoals before the tundra

If only tab water is fine enough to cover the sea glass

Should Orfeo morph into a carp or a koi?

And I painted you a pale white silhouette

So I can get a feel of the lines and phases

I'm feeling a lot better now

Even your signature has forged you

Even your signature perfume

Has stopped reproducing tiny perfumes

You are your own miniature

In this labyrinth of impeccable world

In another season I'm your 

three season bug

You would bring the winter in me

You would bring the winter to me

被呼吸的空气

你的幻境和你的羽毛

都有点累了

所以羽毛变成了幻境

幻境变成了羽毛

Those wings you give me

Are architectural wings

To capture is to recapture

I have made a raft for you

Freya, no comme ci, comme ça

All your holy chicken turned to holy ghosts

In spring you will return to me, just like the fable didn't say

Step back into the rain

风信子吹散了白鸽

你留下的空气

飞去的都是远行

飞来的都是旅居

归去来兮

The glass is been used

We've all been used

After or before

Over the shifting sands

You found your mirage

Half dead in the dead sea

In your horizon the stars collide

Mirren, I'm looking at your hotel room window

From the fish eyes birds eyes view

I'm missing the missing limb

Somewhere in the imparted horizon

你知道你丢了的时候

可以找到我

因为我丢的比较远

每当你说再见的时候

Le miroir inflammable

La cruelle agonie

À chaque chose sa serre

Soudain, le monde entier est vert

我把树枝放在枝头

枝头还有走失的小鸟

消失在留声机里

你的手依然在吊坠上

In time you will tell your story

You will tell your story with time

Only you are once again low on time

Maybe this time you won't stain your linen shirt

I painted it white is white a colour?

It was the labyrinth we made

In this impetuous world

Capture capture in her dream

For all of your songs

I am your violin