Plastic Tree - 月世界 | Текст песни

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• Plastic Tree
• 月世界

Sleepwalking
I am climbing the night sky
on the escalator
receiving the aftermath of starlight
The buried dog is crying far away

Inside the singing me, flutters
Your ghost

Not able to sleep, I pray
To meet you, whom I like so much
Wandering thoughts, while I was thinking
“Wish on a star”

A meeting of eyes
The needle like crescent moon

Softly touching the moon
I am injured
Softly touching the moon
I am wounded

Softly touching the moon
I am injured
Softly touching the moon
I am injured
Softly touching the moon
I am injured
Softly touching the moon
I am injured
Softly touching you
I am injured
Softly touching you
I am wounded-----------.

(…Kiss me.)