Song | Mai Noda |
Artist | Momus |
Album | Stars Forever |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Momus | |
I am Mai Noda's strawberry iMac | |
Switch on my screen | |
A strawberry coloured Apple computer | |
Also in green | |
I sit in the gloom of this little room | |
Emitting a luminous hum | |
Deep in my pink | |
Translucent sleep | |
Waiting for Mai to come home | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
Body and mind and industrial design | |
Under the moon | |
Translucent and pink I sit on the table | |
Designed by the Englishman Ive | |
A few sparks of static make my screen crackle | |
As I come alive | |
I rise from my deep translucent sleep | |
Mai sits there reading a book | |
Mai takes a bath | |
And when she's clean | |
Mai reads Queneau, Bataille and Celine | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
One human being and her machine | |
Together alone | |
Bare on her flat tatami mat | |
Mai turns the page | |
Lost in her dream | |
Lithe as a cat | |
With thoughts that are strange | |
Mai turns to me | |
And I see | |
Her face in the frame of my screen | |
She looks like a goldfish | |
Voluptuous and naked | |
Golden and green | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
The crackling of Bebop on chunky black vinyl | |
A modem negotiates the line | |
Her favourite PostPet, a small yellow rabbit | |
Brings Mai her mail | |
Outside the rain, the sweet summer rain | |
Falls on the wall | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
One human being and her machine | |
Under the moon |
zuo ci : Momus | |
I am Mai Noda' s strawberry iMac | |
Switch on my screen | |
A strawberry coloured Apple computer | |
Also in green | |
I sit in the gloom of this little room | |
Emitting a luminous hum | |
Deep in my pink | |
Translucent sleep | |
Waiting for Mai to come home | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
Body and mind and industrial design | |
Under the moon | |
Translucent and pink I sit on the table | |
Designed by the Englishman Ive | |
A few sparks of static make my screen crackle | |
As I come alive | |
I rise from my deep translucent sleep | |
Mai sits there reading a book | |
Mai takes a bath | |
And when she' s clean | |
Mai reads Queneau, Bataille and Celine | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
One human being and her machine | |
Together alone | |
Bare on her flat tatami mat | |
Mai turns the page | |
Lost in her dream | |
Lithe as a cat | |
With thoughts that are strange | |
Mai turns to me | |
And I see | |
Her face in the frame of my screen | |
She looks like a goldfish | |
Voluptuous and naked | |
Golden and green | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
The crackling of Bebop on chunky black vinyl | |
A modem negotiates the line | |
Her favourite PostPet, a small yellow rabbit | |
Brings Mai her mail | |
Outside the rain, the sweet summer rain | |
Falls on the wall | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
One human being and her machine | |
Under the moon |
zuò cí : Momus | |
I am Mai Noda' s strawberry iMac | |
Switch on my screen | |
A strawberry coloured Apple computer | |
Also in green | |
I sit in the gloom of this little room | |
Emitting a luminous hum | |
Deep in my pink | |
Translucent sleep | |
Waiting for Mai to come home | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
Body and mind and industrial design | |
Under the moon | |
Translucent and pink I sit on the table | |
Designed by the Englishman Ive | |
A few sparks of static make my screen crackle | |
As I come alive | |
I rise from my deep translucent sleep | |
Mai sits there reading a book | |
Mai takes a bath | |
And when she' s clean | |
Mai reads Queneau, Bataille and Celine | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
One human being and her machine | |
Together alone | |
Bare on her flat tatami mat | |
Mai turns the page | |
Lost in her dream | |
Lithe as a cat | |
With thoughts that are strange | |
Mai turns to me | |
And I see | |
Her face in the frame of my screen | |
She looks like a goldfish | |
Voluptuous and naked | |
Golden and green | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
The crackling of Bebop on chunky black vinyl | |
A modem negotiates the line | |
Her favourite PostPet, a small yellow rabbit | |
Brings Mai her mail | |
Outside the rain, the sweet summer rain | |
Falls on the wall | |
This is our world, iMac and Mai | |
Here in our room | |
One human being and her machine | |
Under the moon |