She値l wait for me where she always waits,
our eyes will meet once more and we値l fall in lust.
We致e touched before in these midnight thoughts.
I値l close my eyes and I値l smell her there.
And time is something that we値l always have.
But soon it's dashed and buried into the dust below.
They're still lost in her eyes, in the double image.
She cries alone in his eyes.
And she comes in the night, in the double vision.
She lies alone in his eyes.
She spoke the words that drift formlessly
to the ears of mind and I memorized everyone.
but still her skin sinks into her eyes.
People laugh when the monkey walks,
and people laugh when the monkey talks,
But she still cries when this monkey dies.
