Matte Kudasai

Still, by the window pane
寂静,透过窗格渗入
Pain, like the rain that's falling
疼痛,像落下的雨滴
She waits in the air
她在困惑中等待着
Matte Kudasai
请为我等侯
She sleeps in a chair
她在一把座椅上入睡
In her sad America
身处令人心碎的美国
When, when was the night so long?
当什么时候,夜晚会变得这般漫长?
Long, like the notes I'm sending
长得像我送出的信件一样
She waits in the air
她在困惑中等待着
Matte Kudasai
请为我等侯
She sleeps in a chair
她在一把座椅上入睡
In her sad America
身处令人心碎的美国
She waits in the air
她在困惑中等待着
Matte Kudasai
请为我等侯
She sleeps in a chair
她在一把座椅上入睡
In her sad America
身处令人心碎的美国