新都人 Lyrics

02 Xindu People

A state is further away than a romance

a square is further away than a dance

a flag is further away than a landscape

but a garden is the furthest

It is still early

Who would know that water plants are going to fall from the sky?

Young people are talking to each other devotedly in the garden

Only you are stuck on the meters, briefly

The others are on a demonstration

crying out ‘indulgence is a form of honesty’

while some put their hands up for white lies

and some dictate to enforce a monotonous beauty

Your justice is torturing me to death

In the far away garden, I live much better

Young people talk to each other devotedly in that garden

Young people fall asleep, embracing stones

We should, like we used to, leave conclusions

to the conversation that will not happen again