For the feverish you...
Let me touch your forehead
And when I touched you with my hand
Your dim eyes met mine.
The core of my body is hot.
I wonder what's wrong... It hurts.
Save me, my only teacher.
Please open up my heart
To see these untangling, out-of-order feelings.
I wonder what kind of name you would give them.
It's like I'm falling for you.
It's like I'm falling for you.
My damp skin shines, that's the magic of a slight fever.
It's coquettish, it's romantically spicy
As I swim with the fins of my dreams.
With a pale light
On the nights I can't sleep, right there
It's like I'm falling for you. I'm waiting for you.
Those aren't the lips that suck the honey from beautiful flowers.
Isn't it strange? I watched your throat.
Door! Run away from here.
The echo I hear from faraway
Is the voice of someone I might not know.
It looks impossible.
It looks no good
As I get my back embraced so sweetly and skillfully.
It's irritating, it's annoying.
My feet can't move very well.
It's like I'm falling for you.
It's like I'm falling for you.
My damp skin shines, that's the magic of a slight fever.
It's coquettish, it's romantically spicy
The fins of my dreams bloom in water.
It looks gloomy
It looks like a lie
Don't give that skillful and sweet smile anymore.
It looks bad.
How unfashionable, I can't move from here.
It's like I'm falling for you.
It's like I'm falling for you.
My damp skin shines with a premonition of destruction.
It's affecting someone other than me
And I start thinking that might be nice.
With a pale light
On the nights I can't sleep, right there
It's like I'm falling for you. I'm waiting for you.