| Song | Me and Paravati |
| Artist | Slapp Happy |
| Album | Acnalbasac Noom |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Blegvad, Moore | |
| Me and Parvati | |
| In Paris, France | |
| Surrounded by musicians | |
| Dressing to dance | |
| On the tomb | |
| Of aquisitions | |
| Where bloomed | |
| Our positions | |
| Scattered like scars | |
| On the skin of the stars | |
| Needing a celebration | |
| We entered a bar | |
| The conversation | |
| Centered on | |
| Conversation | |
| She dropped a tear | |
| For the frozen beer | |
| In the forstes of upper Thailand | |
| Out on the street | |
| The fragrance of paste | |
| Lingered on her fingers | |
| The forms she traced | |
| Blushed to feel their | |
| Unfamiliar blood | |
| She made her name | |
| On the exit lane | |
| Of the famous Stellar Highways | |
| Out on the street | |
| Sobbing with lust | |
| I hoped for a banquet | |
| She denied me a crush | |
| I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood |
| zuo ci : Blegvad, Moore | |
| Me and Parvati | |
| In Paris, France | |
| Surrounded by musicians | |
| Dressing to dance | |
| On the tomb | |
| Of aquisitions | |
| Where bloomed | |
| Our positions | |
| Scattered like scars | |
| On the skin of the stars | |
| Needing a celebration | |
| We entered a bar | |
| The conversation | |
| Centered on | |
| Conversation | |
| She dropped a tear | |
| For the frozen beer | |
| In the forstes of upper Thailand | |
| Out on the street | |
| The fragrance of paste | |
| Lingered on her fingers | |
| The forms she traced | |
| Blushed to feel their | |
| Unfamiliar blood | |
| She made her name | |
| On the exit lane | |
| Of the famous Stellar Highways | |
| Out on the street | |
| Sobbing with lust | |
| I hoped for a banquet | |
| She denied me a crush | |
| I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood |
| zuò cí : Blegvad, Moore | |
| Me and Parvati | |
| In Paris, France | |
| Surrounded by musicians | |
| Dressing to dance | |
| On the tomb | |
| Of aquisitions | |
| Where bloomed | |
| Our positions | |
| Scattered like scars | |
| On the skin of the stars | |
| Needing a celebration | |
| We entered a bar | |
| The conversation | |
| Centered on | |
| Conversation | |
| She dropped a tear | |
| For the frozen beer | |
| In the forstes of upper Thailand | |
| Out on the street | |
| The fragrance of paste | |
| Lingered on her fingers | |
| The forms she traced | |
| Blushed to feel their | |
| Unfamiliar blood | |
| She made her name | |
| On the exit lane | |
| Of the famous Stellar Highways | |
| Out on the street | |
| Sobbing with lust | |
| I hoped for a banquet | |
| She denied me a crush | |
| I blushed to taste such unfamiliar blood |