翻訳: ジョシュアベル. 短調ノクターン（ポストで）.
翻訳: ナナムスクーリ. （Dagio"ノットゥルノ"オペアンプ。Posth。148）タイムのみウィルテル.
Dancing on the speakers Are you peaking with tweakers Bigots and the breeders on the scene The night don't last forever So get your shit together Open
I?ve forgotten the reasons for loving you And I?ve forgotten the love that you gave All the days on the run, sitting shotgun All the things that I loved
You're running me ragged And I don't do the things I should And if the devil made a fire You'd be the wood But I just got one question Answer me if you
Thought I saw you Nico From the train's back window Late on last Thursday night Underneath the streetlight From the train it looked like You'd been there
I got out of bed today, Swear to God I couldn?t see my face I got out of bed today staring at a ghost Who forgot to float away, didn?t have all that much
The archaeologists found Some winged boy's remains Stained by the fire and clouds In the belly of a whale The day the lightning came The belly of a whale
Are you waiting for a miracle? Are you waiting for a lightning bolt? Are you waiting like a paranoid little boy? Are you ever gonna come back home?
Donated her eyes When she was young and shy Hated her awkward breasts And filled the yawning skylines with kisses Sweet to hear existence beat To hold
"Do you still believe in God?" Said the Preacher to the astronaut I heard it's kind of lonesome there Nothin to talk to but a cold, cold air Tell me,
One day laser beams will cure my sight Negative five, that's pretty much blind I wanna see what you know. Stare so deep into the laptop light Sip your
Oh my, are you the beast again? Is it the violence you like? Oh my, I feel it crawling in Gnawing, reptilian In the lost, loney night I wanna know
Toxic Emissions Modern Conditions Vague apparitions Lost in the distance tense Link to the senses Link to the nothingness Laugh you are not there Laugh
You're gonna want it all back You're gonna want it all You're gonna want it all back You're gonna want it all You're gonna want it all back You're gonna
I found a letter it read "Our existence has serious side effects" Turned on, turn on the television and It's telling me the world is collapsing I think
In depression down I'm falling down in the oblivion deep My mind, my force, my power seen to be unreal The death like air I'm breathing wares my fear
All on a wintry night A bright star was shining down Upon the little town of Bethlehem The shepherds in their fields Were amazed at the sound Of angels
