I saw you tonight
walked along the city street on the sidewalks
you brought your umbrella but you wet yourself
under the pouring rain, under the city lamp
fading out while shining your tears
you wear your headphones but you set it loudspeaker
you bring your umbrella but you sink yourself
there was a minute,
I saw you blushed, you smiled
all red, just like a cherry blossom
but you cried . . . .
it's hard to guess, but I'm completely sure it's a complicated feeling
about the boys and girls nowadays
not exactly in the right place
like a virgin, who ran out of cigarettes
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