作词 : Traviswho 作曲 : Nujabes [00:8.490]Valentine's Death Beat from Nujabes - Luv (sic) part 3 February 14, 278 A.D. Holy priest Valentine in Rome beheaded Since the days of Emperor Claudius II Dedication n imagination all been buried Struggled in the Crisis of the Third Century Invasion, plague, civil war turned up so hurry All for the King's territory, death or glory? Needless to speak, free love is so damn luxury Ridiculous gesture like a funny jester Innocent husbands turn to war master People bow deep for the power's too much stronger Becomes the motivation for me to write this letter The process of history I can't predict Inevitable you that I can't resist I asked how you could always be so dazzling Your smile freezed and hold on to that silver ring If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" Empire has fall, old king is dead 10 kingdoms rised with the Priest's bless Not on Corpus Juris it's just a test Revolution is on now let's make a guess Valentine's death serve good for the mass Couples no longer has to suffer from the heist No small streams there shall neither be the crest Fighters, warriors can now have some rest Gothic, Frank, Vandals, and Suebi Anglo-Saxon, Alamanni, and Lombardy Take all those names to be a remedy But I couldn't even tell it's tragedy or comedy The process of history I can't predict Inevitable you I that can't resist I asked how you holding up cause it's so crowding Your tone was noncommittal and stare at the ceiling If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" Rules been break while everybody's glad Know it's an excuse to keep me away from mad Memories stays at the period of a young lad Ruthlessly now I'm just a walking dead Thought you could help me light up the flint Then you complained that there's no enough drink Piano tiles flow and it hide some hints Lead me to the place where human extinct I'm just one lost soul swimming in a fish bowl How can you even hear a marine's moan Sunshine breaks into pieces of glow Summer vibe is still here but I'm feeling cold The process of history I can't predict Inevitable you that I can't resist I asked how about an aimless wandering You take the shotgun and told me to rest the engine If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" Try to scoff at the ancient Romans For the knight spirit is just a false argument The Tuscany bronze that looked so arrogant Ease it off the tense and grab a Heineken Centuries and decades passed in silence Valentine's death has raised up an emergence It was not the law that split the lovers It was you that leave me in hovers Dreamt of we rule the sun plus the planet Curves and echoes, all the non-human habit What we learned the most from past to present Love is the most elusive thing one hunnit The process of history I can't predict Inevitable you that I can't resist I asked how you can always make a killing Your face and body answered me without saying If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" The process of history I can't predict Inevitable you that I can't resist I asked how hard it is to slow down from fading You left firmly with no goodbye kissing If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" The end
[00:00.000] 作词 : Traviswho [00:01.000] 作曲 : Nujabes [00:8.490]Valentine's Death [00:15.490]Beat from Nujabes - Luv (sic) part 3 [00:29.600]February 14, 278 A.D. [00:32.600]Holy priest Valentine in Rome beheaded [00:35.600]Since the days of Emperor Claudius II [00:37.800]Dedication n imagination all been buried [00:40.700]Struggled in the Crisis of the Third Century [00:43.400]Invasion, plague, civil war turned up so hurry [00:45.300]All for the King's territory, death or glory? [00:47.900]Needless to speak, free love is so damn luxury [00:50.400]Ridiculous gesture like a funny jester [00:52.800]Innocent husbands turn to war master [00:55.700]People bow deep for the power's too much stronger [00:58.000]Becomes the motivation for me to write this letter [01:00.600]The process of history I can't predict [01:02.600]Inevitable you that I can't resist [01:05.200]I asked how you could always be so dazzling [01:07.900]Your smile freezed and hold on to that silver ring [01:10.200]If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you [01:13.000]He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio [01:15.500]Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind [01:18.000]Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" [01:30.500]Empire has fall, old king is dead [01:33.200]10 kingdoms rised with the Priest's bless [01:35.300]Not on Corpus Juris it's just a test [01:37.900]Revolution is on now let's make a guess [01:40.800]Valentine's death serve good for the mass [01:42.950]Couples no longer has to suffer from the heist [01:45.600]No small streams there shall neither be the crest [01:47.900]Fighters, warriors can now have some rest [01:50.900]Gothic, Frank, Vandals, and Suebi [01:53.200]Anglo-Saxon, Alamanni, and Lombardy [01:55.400]Take all those names to be a remedy [01:58.500]But I couldn't even tell it's tragedy or comedy [02:00.900]The process of history I can't predict [02:03.500]Inevitable you I that can't resist [02:05.600]I asked how you holding up cause it's so crowding [02:08.100]Your tone was noncommittal and stare at the ceiling [02:10.950]If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you [02:13.900]He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio [02:16.200]Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind [02:18.500]Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" [02:31.200]Rules been break while everybody's glad [02:33.500]Know it's an excuse to keep me away from mad [02:35.950]Memories stays at the period of a young lad [02:38.600]Ruthlessly now I'm just a walking dead [02:41.500]Thought you could help me light up the flint [02:43.800]Then you complained that there's no enough drink [02:46.000]Piano tiles flow and it hide some hints [02:48.800]Lead me to the place where human extinct [02:51.400]I'm just one lost soul swimming in a fish bowl [02:53.800]How can you even hear a marine's moan [02:56.200]Sunshine breaks into pieces of glow [02:59.000]Summer vibe is still here but I'm feeling cold [03:01.200]The process of history I can't predict [03:03.800]Inevitable you that I can't resist [03:06.600]I asked how about an aimless wandering [03:08.900]You take the shotgun and told me to rest the engine [03:11.900]If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you [03:14.000]He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio [03:16.700]Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind [03:19.400]Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" [03:32.000]Try to scoff at the ancient Romans [03:34.800]For the knight spirit is just a false argument [03:37.100]The Tuscany bronze that looked so arrogant [03:39.700]Ease it off the tense and grab a Heineken [03:41.900]Centuries and decades passed in silence [03:44.600]Valentine's death has raised up an emergence [03:47.000]It was not the law that split the lovers [03:49.600]It was you that leave me in hovers [03:52.300]Dreamt of we rule the sun plus the planet [03:54.600]Curves and echoes, all the non-human habit [03:57.600]What we learned the most from past to present [03:59.700]Love is the most elusive thing one hunnit [04:02.700]The process of history I can't predict [04:04.500]Inevitable you that I can't resist [04:07.000]I asked how you can always make a killing [04:09.200]Your face and body answered me without saying [04:11.900]If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you [04:14.600]He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio [04:17.200]Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind [04:20.100]Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" [04:32.500]The process of history I can't predict [04:34.800]Inevitable you that I can't resist [04:37.300]I asked how hard it is to slow down from fading [04:39.800]You left firmly with no goodbye kissing [04:42.300]If somebody told you that I ain't never miss you [04:45.500]He must be a nose-yet-grow Pinocchio [04:47.500]Ink dot, tears mark, wonders how hard you grind [04:50.800]Inscribed after the line, "From your Valentine" [05:05.500]The end
