YOU SAID:

The burgundy on my t-shirt When you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks So scarlet, it was The mark thеy saw on my collarbone The rust that grew bеtween telephones The lips I used to call home So scarlet, it was maroon

INTO JAPANESE

私のTシャツのバーガンディ あなたがワインを私にかけたとき そして血が私の頬にどのように流れ込んだか とても緋色でした 彼らが私の鎖骨に見た跡 電話の間で成長した錆 私が家に呼んでいた唇 とても緋色でしたあずき色でした

BACK INTO ENGLISH

Burgundy on my t-shirt When you threw the wine on me And how the blood ran down my cheek It was so scarlet The marks they saw on my collarbone The rust that grew between the phones When I got home Your calling lips were so scarlet they were maroon

INTO JAPANESE

バーガンディの T シャツ あなたがワインを私に投げつけたとき 血が私の頬を伝ったのはとても緋色だった 彼らが私の鎖骨に見た跡 電話の間で成長した錆 家に帰ったときあなたの電話の唇はとても緋だったあずき色だった

BACK INTO ENGLISH

Burgundy T-shirt When you threw wine at me The blood ran down my cheeks It was so scarlet The marks they saw on my collarbones Rust grew between the phones When I got home Your The lips of the phone were so scarlet they were maroon

INTO JAPANESE

ブルゴーニュのTシャツ あなたが私にワインを投げつけたとき 血が私の頬を流れ落ちた それはとても緋色だった 彼らが私の鎖骨に見た痕跡 電話の間で錆びが生えた 私が家に帰ったとき あなたの電話の唇はとても緋だった 彼らはあずき色だった

BACK INTO ENGLISH

Burgundy T-shirt When you threw wine at me Blood ran down my cheeks It was so scarlet The marks they saw on my collarbones Rusted between the phones When I got home Your phone lips were so scarlet they were maroon

INTO JAPANESE

ブルゴーニュのTシャツ あなたが私にワインを投げつけた時 血が私の頬を流れ落ちた それはとても緋色だった 彼らが私の鎖骨に見た跡は電話の間で錆びていた

BACK INTO ENGLISH

A burgundy t-shirt When you threw wine at me Blood ran down my cheeks It was so scarlet The marks they saw on my collarbone were rusting between the phones

INTO JAPANESE

ブルゴーニュのTシャツ あなたが私にワインを投げつけた時 血が私の頬を伝った それはとても緋色だった 彼らが見た私の鎖骨の跡は電話の間で錆びていた

BACK INTO ENGLISH

Burgundy T-shirt When you threw wine at me Blood ran down my cheek It was so scarlet The marks on my collarbone they saw rusted between the phones

INTO JAPANESE

ブルゴーニュのTシャツ あなたが私にワインを投げつけた時 血が私の頬を伝った それはとても緋色だった 彼らが見た私の鎖骨の跡は電話の間で錆びていた

BACK INTO ENGLISH

Burgundy T-shirt When you threw wine at me Blood ran down my cheek It was so scarlet The marks on my collarbone they saw rusted between the phones