MILABO [Milabo] [English translation]

I won’t sing because I don’t want to be found out

It’s not that I’m not thinking about it

And even this life where I only think about parting

I’m assertively happy about it

And the conversation when we meet that won’t be enough

I’ll remember all of it up to the tiniest fragments as lyrics

And those slanting eyes

That turn towards me are troublesome

But I’m tired of preparing to run away

And though I’ve touched you many times

Mostly it was just quick wit

And I hide my fruitless true feelings

Please stop knowing about me, consequences are consequences, so don’t scold me

Please stop knowing about me, consequences are consequences, so don’t scold me

Please stop knowing about me, consequences are consequences, so don’t scold me

Please don’t hate me

Shaken more by your movements, to an uncontrollable degree

If there’s no rhythm, the conversation is flavorless

Scared of the disco ball, if I switch my insistence from hand to hand

I can still dance away shyly

That makes me always superficial. Don’t want to go back home

So don't tell me I can stay. Can’t get used to my body

Since I’m changing, more and more

I want you to see me me with your own eyes, even if it’s just a wish of mine

Things like what I’m thinking

It’s not like telling them to you is embarrassing

They're an eternal happy song

I’ll try to tell you but just make me refrain from it

Even though I’ll try to contradict you

Even if I finish writing all this world’s songs

I want you to look back at me, at my last song

Someone’s eyelashes, worn out, risqué

The night is long and I’m dying to be drunk

Shaken more by your movements, to an uncontrollable degree

If there’s no rhythm, the conversation is flavorless

Scared of the disco ball, if I switch my insistence from hand to hand...

Hey, please look at me with your own eyes, even if it’s just a wish of mine

Please stop knowing about me, consequences are consequences, so don’t scold me

Please stop knowing about me, consequences are consequences, so don’t scold me

Please stop knowing about me, consequences are consequences, so don’t scold me

Please don’t hate me

Shaken more by your movements, to an uncontrollable degree

If there’s no rhythm, the conversation is flavorless

Scared of the disco ball, if I switch my insistence from hand to hand...

You can still dance away shyly

That makes me always superficial. Don’t want to go back home

So don't tell me I can stay. Can’t get used to my body

Since I’m changing, more and more

I want you to see me me with your own eyes, even if it’s just a wish of mine zz