Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Monday, artist - 9mm Parabellum Bullet. Album song Movement, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 14.06.2011
Record label: EMI Music Japan
Song language: Japanese
Monday(original) |
| Koh? C: Shimatsunoa 貭 test |
| Monday and the common end of life |
| Lie on the grass in the park |
| Tage in a different form Please say something like clouds swept clear |
| Get me in the rain rather |
| I want to get back comfort was wet stone |
| Monday and the common end of life |
| Sunny afternoon than a freshly painted bench |
| Children may not know anything without knowing a black dog running around |
| Get me in the rain rather |
| Flush eyes gently exhausted mind cloudy skies |
| Oh do not worry me |
| Well any way you can not comfort the hand was a stone |
| The last wisp of smoke spewed fire and lighted a cigarette |
| Whether gazing at the sky while the wind rises |
| Yeah I threw away nor too mundane Monday |
| Tage in a different form Please say something like clouds swept clear |
| Get me in the rain rather |
| But you still want to hold hands gently on the stone was |
| Even traces of tears will wash away to stone Oh |
| On a sunny Monday as rain falls too salvation |
| (translation) |
| Koh? C: Shimatsunoa 貭 test |
| Monday and the common end of life |
| Lie on the grass in the park |
| Tage in a different form Please say something like clouds swept clear |
| Get me in the rain rather |
| I want to get back comfort was wet stone |
| Monday and the common end of life |
| Sunny afternoon than a freshly painted bench |
| Children may not know anything without knowing a black dog running around |
| Get me in the rain rather |
| Flush eyes gently exhausted mind cloudy skies |
| Oh do not worry me |
| Well any way you can not comfort the hand was a stone |
| The last wisp of smoke spewed fire and lighted a cigarette |
| Whether gazing at the sky while the wind rises |
| Yeah I threw away nor too mundane Monday |
| Tage in a different form Please say something like clouds swept clear |
| Get me in the rain rather |
| But you still want to hold hands gently on the stone was |
| Even traces of tears will wash away to stone Oh |
| On a sunny Monday as rain falls too salvation |