by KUN Tue Jul 17, 2007 4:36 pm
The Bomber Painted "Happy Birthday" was out of order
I failed in celebrating you and flew a kite
June,That June like angry waves
swallowed you wearing a shirt of the cobalt
swallowed me holding a new potted plant
(Now July 17)The Vinyl kicked up by a gust of wind
(Now July 17)The Paper plane came from the roof of the hospital
All things which can fly go to the morning when you were born
Now I'm singing in a low low voice, watching the World weather news in Web
June,That June like angry waves
swallowed the bundles of birthday cards
swallowed every corner of this world
(Now July 17)The ladybug on the top of boy's forefinger
(Now July 17)The Cicada is screaming for its love and death
All things which can fly go to the morning when you were born
Now I'm singing in a low low voice, watching the World weather news in Web
The Moment when you turn off the light,You'll see the night ocean in deep-black
And The Bomber Painted "Happy Birthday" overtakes parent and child of the whale
Finally did lock-on the jet you boarded
And I'm singing in a low low voice
Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear...(Ah,it has been one month late)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
The Bomber Painted "Happy Birthday" was out of order
I failed in celebrating you and flew a kite
June,That June like angry waves
swallowed you wearing a shirt of the cobalt
swallowed me holding a new potted plant
(Now July 17)The Vinyl kicked up by a gust of wind
(Now July 17)The Paper plane came from the roof of the hospital
All things which can fly go to the morning when you were born
Now I'm singing in a low low voice, watching the World weather news in Web
June,That June like angry waves
swallowed the bundles of birthday cards
swallowed every corner of this world
(Now July 17)The ladybug on the top of boy's forefinger
(Now July 17)The Cicada is screaming for its love and death
All things which can fly go to the morning when you were born
Now I'm singing in a low low voice, watching the World weather news in Web
The Moment when you turn off the light,You'll see the night ocean in deep-black
And The Bomber Painted "Happy Birthday" overtakes parent and child of the whale
Finally did lock-on the jet you boarded
And I'm singing in a low low voice
Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday dear...(Ah,it has been one month late)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU