Bed of Inspiration (Translate, 20191223) [Supper Moment]
Hey Oh AO, O… Hey Oh AO, O… Hey Oh AO, O… Hey Oh AO, O…
Miles of clear blue sky, face beating the cool breeze, following thoughts to weave a dream. Slow down breathing, a minute lags, feel like untying all the burdens and nuisances. Hey Oh AO, O… Hey Oh AO, O…
Pulse has started, bass is just right, biting the throbs from the drumbeats. Turned on the amplifier, guitar starts booming, plucking and strumming like dancing around the scales. Yet, I…
really do not want to write the most heartrending song. Just want to find the paradise where souls can be entrusted. Really do not want to write the most uplifting song. Really, only want to ponder – lying on the oceans of thoughts right away and feeling satisfied. Hey Oh AO, O… Hey Oh AO, O…
Hey Oh AO, O… Hey Oh AO, O…
Doo doo... Da la… Da la. La la… Yeah!
Melody rings through ears, waiting for the beat to synchronize. Blood vessels filled with words, immediately jump into the bed of inspiration.
Really don’t want to write the most calculated song, Just want to start with a harmonic chord – feeling carefree. Really don’t want to write the most popular song. Now the sound of singing penetrates through walls of the city, dim streets, and dark alleys.
Hey Oh AO, O… Hey Oh AO, O…
Melody rings through ears. Blood vessels filled with words. Oh O O… Woo…
Really don’t want to write a song that teaches principles and reasoning. Just want to set souls free – drifting through the atmosphere. Compose – compose a piece that called the most willful song. Really, only want to ponder – lying on the oceans of thoughts right away... Bala bala bala babalala. Oh O... Bala bala bala babalala. Woo woo... Really, only want to ponder – lying on the oceans of thoughts right away and feeling satisfied.
Hey Oh AO, O…
Yeah yeah... Yeah yeah...