The Yellow Monkey

Drinking a wine called "I want to be loved, but I'm not"
If I dye the dry and blue night red
I don't need bored and depressing words
Tonight, I'll say it right, "I want you"

Dance with a sexy groove, a slow sexy groove
A revolving sexy groove, the sexy groove of the light

It's alright if we who are in a trance, look and laugh
Within time that was cut up diagonally

Ahh, as we dance at midnight
Isn't it alright to feel the pulse of the world?
In this era, wet with the color of purple
The mirror ball starts to turn
It's my disco, it's my disco

In the boutique called "I can't bear it, but I can't do anything"
If I decide on a suit, clad in the pelt of pride
I don't need a simplistic and frivilous answer
If I'm mad, this watch is broken, let's go

I was killing my dreams, I was forgetting about my love
Sometimes my heart, like a worn out disco
Loses it's light...

Ahh, while being held at midnight
Isn't it alright to trust in where the world is?
The hopes born on my back, and the passion in my heart
I'll go on and carve them in, down this long and winding road
My winding road, my winding road
My winding road, my winding road
The mirror ball starts to turn in a new era
It's my disco, it's my disco
It's my disco, it's my disco, it's my disco