Early summer
The rain lights up the walls, and the colonnades bloom like flowers
I hold the key, a ball of breath pulsating in my hand,
Not looking for the passage, nor turning to the lock at the end
There is no waiting here, a long time is like the beginning
Looking at her disappearing over there like a white cloud,
The tail fin is enlarged by the blue, and you will hide it with words
Fear is annihilated in the silent voice, and love is also annihilated
The sea after the ebb tide lifts the water-red skirt,
Go and mend those harsh blue eyebrows
There is a person on the other side but it is not promised to her
The living refuses to promise such sweetness
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We hugged our knees and ate honey for a living in the dark
Among the Eden of radiation, I am outstanding because of my rapid decay
Sleep allows me to walk like a steel wire, toward Tie it carefully on one side
The birdcage passes over the bird, and the bird passes through the fingers, like struggling light
In its pearly skin, there is a blue-grey swamp.
The pain or remnant of it is left far away by me,
Like a river clam spitting out its pregnant pearl
There is no other god wherever I drive
The same souls are many and rusty
My protruding fingers are stained with dew, moistening the old battlefield
I climbed onto the scorched earth that stopped bleeding, digesting like a snail Looking at the past
I want to take them in without chewing them
Climb the ladder and apply them, even trying to get peace
Making the seaside far away from everything, going back and forth History is like a rippled still life
For example, love turns into sin and then turns back the same way
Or it makes us fall from life and fail to reach death
So the sky slowly fades Bleached
The pale gold color of the beach and scaffolding
Like no color at all
A neat and desolate factory
A little sadness is dug into the soil
Or oscillating in the wind of still life
A complete blue is in my hand
When we cannot understand, we first invade.
——slowdive