Romaji Title: nettaiya
Kanji Title: 熱帯夜
English Title: Tropical Night
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Lyrics : Luis Gonzaga, David Nasser Zedantes, RIP SLYME
Music : DJ FUMIYA
| 作詩：Luis Gonzaga・David Nasser Zedantes・RIP SLYME
作曲：DJ FUMIYA
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| Though the name of the song is "nettaiya", during the chorus Rip Slyme sings it in an alternate way of pronunciation (and one that is not particularly used): netsutaiya. The first character in "nettaiya" can also be read as "netsu". So though the pronunciation is different, the meaning is the same. |
The tropical night makes me burn
If it's you, ah; If it's me, woo
The flaring fire of love
If it's you guys, oh; If it's us, yeah
The tropical night makes me burn
If it's you, ah; If it's me, woo
The flaring fire of love
If it's you guys, oh; If it's us, yeah
Tonight too, this town's hot hot hot
Sparks scatter one after the other
P.e.s.s.y.'s love vibes
I've got plenty of them loaded up, this mic's for you
The temperature of the darkness of climbing, smoke and Co2 swirl around in the room
I take a deep breath, and the fever gets contagious; On the next tropical night, hold up the fire light
I want to be with you
It's for me to go to work, I'm gonna retire from the party
I want to be with you
I want to put a little something into it; Our entangled feet, the sweat the flies off of us is diamonds
I'm troubled; I can't cut myself off forever
You who start me up, are a diamond
I might be an idiot, it's a stupid play
It's so warm, sleeping against your chest; Hey
The tropical night makes me burn
If it's you, ah; If it's me, woo
The flaring fire of love
If it's you guys, oh; If it's us, yeah
The tropical night makes me burn
If it's you, ah; If it's me, woo
The flaring fire of love
If it's you guys, oh; If it's us, yeah
I'm in a pretty sweet moot, between being awake and being asleep; Looks like I'm already drunk and disorderly
Ignoring choosing the correct way in lessons, I'm in a daze; I want you
I can't go back to the way things were before; We're overwhelmed, and the whole town is passionately colored
The fanfare sounds out, a beautiful woman who's terribly heated up
When she suddenly bursts, I'm already a prisoner
Taking the rhythm into my burning body
It's like I'm going to explode, pump it up
Hey, dive onto the narrow floor
Gasping so much that I choke
Hey look, those clever guys are doing the hustle
The siren that won't stop blaring in the middle of the night
That charming girl who's like a treatment for me
Tonight I'm going to make her my own
Ouch, the moonlight is so hot that it enchants me
I'm pumped up! Howl at the perfectly circular full moon!
Don't worry about the consequences tonight
Dance around and stumble so much that you don't need to have anything on anymore
Be erotically attractive and burn things up! Burn them up! Come on and melt them away!
And then search for more
The tropical night makes me burn
If it's you, ah; If it's me, woo
The flaring fire of love
If it's you guys, oh; If it's us, yeah
The tropical night makes me burn
If it's you, ah; If it's me, woo
The flaring fire of love
If it's you guys, oh; If it's us, yeah
When you open the door, the darkness lurks
Insomnias that eat, sleep, and play
A night in which it seems like something will happen calls out to me; A tropical night, a tropical night
When you open the door, the darkness lurks
Insomnias that eat, sleep, and play
A night in which it seems like something will happen calls out to me; A tropical night, a tropical night
