Even when spring comes and the flowers bloom,
And summer comes, making memories melt down...
The four seasons never suited me in the first place.
I'm a cold child.
My harsh personality is like winter that cuts through the skin.
The cold wind. It's needless to say.
To me, having a cold heart is everything.
My heart is like the winter ocean.
You'd know when you approach me on a ship.
That I'm not an island, but an iceberg.
I've lost my focus. My eyes are frosted.
Because my cold memories were being stepped on,
I only kept screaming without an Adam's apple.
I was an icy road with nothing but painful scars.
My heart collapsed like an avalanche.
When I pulled myself together, it was a lightless night again.
Even when the sun, named you, rises,
the snow-covered mountain will not melt.
It's cold here. Even though I hide my hands in my pockets
It's too cold. Even though I put my hands together and blow on them
Because my heart is frozen solid, my lips keep becoming chapped.
I'm the only one who's cold. Even when I wrap my body with blankets
It's too cold. Even when I throw myself into someone else's arms
Because my heart has a hole, even though I try to cover it,
the wind keeps escaping.
Though spring visits flatteringly,
I stand on the edge of fall.
My memories have stopped at winter.
I've locked up my warmness.
Inside the chapped skin of my dry heart.
My memories are trapped in the frozen river.
They hold on to me, and don't let go of my hands.
Ever since I learned about the cold separation,
spring, when flowers bloom, have never come again.
To me, cherry blossoms bloom like snowflakes. It's cold here.
To me, the sunshine only hits me like a blizzard.
I'm the only one who's cold.
Whatever I touch, they all become frozen.
I'm afraid that I might hold your hands.
Becacuse, if you become close to me,
your heart might catch a flu, too.
It's cold here. Even though I hide my hands in my pockets
It's too cold. Even though I put my hands together and blow on them
Because my heart is frozen solid, my lips keep becoming chapped.
I'm the only one who's cold. Even when I wrap my body with blankets
It's too cold. Even when I throw myself into someone else's arms
Because my heart has a hole, even though I try to cover it,
the wind keeps escaping.
I'm cold as ice. I'm cold as ice. I'm cold as ice. So cold.
Even when spring comes and flowers bloom,
And summer comes, making memories melt down... Here, it's...
It's cold here. It's too cold.
Because my heart is frozen solid, my lips keep becoming chapped.
I'm the only one who's cold. It's too cold.
Because my heart has a hole, even though I try to cover it,
the wind keeps escaping.
So recently, Epik High came back with a new single. And when I mean Epik High, I mean everyone: Tablo, Mithra, and DJ Tukultz (? - can never remember his name). Now, I can't say I'm one one of the die hard fans since their debut since I became a fan a lot later (like when I saw a lot of gifs from "One" MV) but got really into it when I listened to Tablo's album. Then got really really into it when I downloaded all their albums, haha. And I just absolutely fall in love with them every time I listen to their music. And every time I look up the translations, I just want to cry because they relate to my life so much. I really love them, I really do.
turnnoffyourmind
jacobvanloon
vaporwave
theartofmadeline
tangentwithtanner
dededos
kianamaiart
baratheonpilled
