What does it matter now? Monday or Saturday?
You're not with me, is that okay? I just can't believe it! Where do you come from? What kind of galaxy?
I couldn't touch your hand, your waist,
I couldn't hug your water-like skin,
I couldn't wake up to a day without you
I am done, I could not return to my essence.
I became your servant, slave to your door,
Let's bind up your wounds
Oh I'm addicted.
Come to me before wearing mourning,
Don't stop, don't stop me
Come to me without tidying your hair
Don't ask me, don't ask
Come without hiding your attitude and style
Push it
Where is your hometown? Give me the address.
What kind of galaxy?