Lyrics
I turn on the stereo
I activate the stereo system.
I play my favourite song
I play the song that is my favorite.
It’s funny how it sounds the same
It's interesting how the song still has the same impact.
Funny how it hasn’t changed at all
Despite time passing, the song remains unchanged.
Since you left
Since your departure.
With all the shatters and breaks
Despite the emotional challenges and hardships.
Now I’m just proud to stand here
Now I take pride in standing here.
And hum to this song
I hum along to this song.
So Bonnie still beats the drums
Bonnie, symbolically, continues to play the drums.
And sings of an impossible love
Singing about a love that seems impossible.
I close my eyes, I know it’s over
I acknowledge that it's over.
I pretend I’m just two months younger
I pretend to be slightly younger, trying to escape reality.
As I haven’t met you
Imagining a time before I met you.
I’m haunting a fading town
I am in a town that is fading away.
I’m lonely like a hunter
Feeling lonely like a hunter, resilient yet solitary.
Lonely but strong
Loneliness is present, but I remain strong.
Outside, spring is blooming,
Outside, spring is flourishing.
Ivy leaves are breathing in
Ivy leaves are inhaling the freshness of the season.
And here we are, and it’s a mystery
Being in this moment is a mystery.
I hope that sparrows don’t mock me
I hope sparrows don't ridicule me.
I know they’re like people out there
Recognizing that sparrows, like people, may not understand.
They don’t know and they don’t care
They are oblivious and indifferent.
And hopefully, summer will let me
Anticipating that summer will allow me to sing and dance again.
Sing with them and dance again
Expressing a desire for joyful experiences.
Because it is somehow relieving
Finding relief in the fact that some things remain untouched.
That some things are left untouched,
Acknowledging that certain aspects are unaffected.
Unshattered, uncorrupted
Unbroken and uncorrupted by your desire to vanish.
By your will to disappear
Reflecting on the impact of your absence.
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