Radiola stands on the table,
I am looking at a shadow on the wall.
The shadow’s turned its back to me,
it is not dancing with me anymore.
Some violins somewhere have sink themselves
into someone’s narrow shoulders,
this music is gonna last forever,
if only I change the batteries.
This music is gonna, is gonna last forever,
this music is gonna last forever,
if only I change the batteries,
if only I change the batteries.
I’ve challenged the time with myself,
the time’s faded and became something different.
The malleable plaster of the bedsheet
has saved the shape of your warmth.
But the old thermometer’s burst,
it’s so beautiful that you’ve left
cause the music is gonna last forever,
if only I change the batteries.
This music is gonna, is gonna last forever,
this music is gonna last forever
if only I change the batteries,
if only I change the batteries.
I should start everything from the beginning, (1)
I’ve seen the moon next to the pier.
It was swimming away towards the place
where it loses its crescent.
But in a while it’ll recover its form,
as soon as the batteries will be changed,
cause the music is gonna last forever,
if only I change the batteries.
This music is gonna, is gonna last forever,
this music is gonna last forever
if only I change the batteries,
if only I change the batteries.