Текст песни The Pillows - Moon Margaret

Immediately regret, fucking hands
And reveal the window again.
My landscape ... melted you so
What happened to miss the paints.

Flirting season is too long;
Grown white flowers
Pottans, but ...

"More love, still love ..." -
In darkness constantly your hand
Looking for.
"Someday, ever ..." -
Sadness quietly swallowing
I want to sing.

Suddenly colded, and old cough
Pulled out. Strange, but it does not go to me.
Your birthday. Non-mail mittens,
Somewhere shook hands, probably.

Quiet night too short;
In the light of the moon flowering flowers
Faded, but ...

"More love, still love ..." -
In darkness constantly your hand
Looking for.
"Someday, ever ..." -
Sadness quietly swallowing
I want to sing.

Silent wind raised noise;
In my garden of loneliness now,
Hands open, you bloom.

Lyuboy, finally rejoicing
In darkness tight your hand
Squeeze.
All evening, all evening,
Sadness all swallow
I want to laugh.

More love! .. (x5)