Cloudy Day (陰天)

On a cloudy day, in a room without lights.

When all thoughts gradually settle down.

Is love really a mental opiate?

Or just a bland pastime of the end of the century?

Cigarette smoke forms a pool of glow.

And his photo is just beside me.

Two silly people, smiling so sweetly.

At the start, every moment is wonderfully indescribable.

Everyone thinks the passion will never fade.

Except for the little bit of tiredness after the fervor fades.

Maybe like someone said, insatiable greed.

Deservedly, this should be what someone said about being unrestrained.

In any case, those years, emotions won over reason.

On a cloudy day, in a room without lights.

When all thoughts gradually settle down.

Doubts within love and desire.

Blind spots emerge, so evident.

Girls should just step aside.

Even if all the intricacies of this song are experienced.

If you truly want to understand, it takes several years.

Recalling that day, the lively wedding banquet.

What echoed in my ears was a prelude or a finale.

Isn't emotion just mutual consent?

It's best if love and hate balance out, with no debts.

In truth, emotions unravel to one person breaking free, and another picking up the pieces.

A man need not argue from a hundred perspectives.

A woman truly does not need to appear pitiful.

In any case, in those years, the two of you were not destined.

On a cloudy day, in a room without lights.

When all thoughts gradually settle down.

Is love really a mental opiate?

Or just a bland pastime of the end of the century?

Cigarette smoke forms a pool of glow.

And his photo is just beside me.

Two silly people, smiling so sweetly.

Two silly people, smiling so sweetly.