That day, I knew it would be like this
I knew it would be like this right away
That I would be thinking about that night for a long time
A black sky, the sound of cricket cries
The little hand you held with strength
You fell quietly
My hypocrisy grew
And you pooled where I had dried up
I kept still patiently for a while, holding onto you
The bluest shower of my summer, that night
That night
What about your memories?
What color was that night for you?
Was my reflection in your eyes also precious?
Thin clouds pass above your head
A fresh breeze blowing them apart
You fell quietly
My hypocrisy grew
And you pooled where I had dried up
I kept still patiently for a while, holding onto you
The bluest shower of my summer...
A lovely conversation swallowed by the splashing of rain
A small, swelling beating of hearts
Our summer thinly smeared like a fading picture
But you were crystal clear
You fell quietly
My hypocrisy grew
And you pooled where I had dried up
I kept still patiently for a while, holding onto you
The bluest shower of my summer, that night
That night
That day, I knew it would be like this
YOU ARE READING
my wife's songs
Random(english translations made from the original korean versions)
