Aitowa

Even though our nuke explodes
Or a boy blows up in a suicide bomb
We are right beside it, talking love

Soon it’ll all collapse
But the forecast says tomorrow will be fine
Oh, well, we shrug and set the alarm

That’s our days, these days

My love is so thin
You can almost see through to the other side

Clad in red, had no choice
On the verge of the meaning of love

Going back and forth awkwardly
He looks around nervously

Even though the gunshots rang out
And a girl is screaming
We are right beside it, pledging love

Soon it will all collapse
But Thank God It’s Friday
So be it, we say, our fingers entwine

That’s our love, these days

Still can I believe?
As we transfer from one lie to another mistake?

Still can I laugh?
If anything about me makes you laugh?

Why is your smile so beautiful?
Though your eyes are full of tears

Exposed to the wave of agony
Much larger than your whole body
You keep your smile - that’s why

Even though our nuke explodes
And a boy blows up in a suicide bomb
We are right beside it, talking love

If all is to collapse very soon
Let me hold you harder
If it’s sunny tomorrow
Let us go out in our favorite clothes

Such a tragedy almost like a comedy
Band-Aided memory
Tomorrow beckons, unbelievable face
Might as well hold our hands

And breathe in, the next air

Even though our nuke explodes
And a boy blows up in a suicide bomb
We are right beside it, talking love