Boroo – Ginjin/Mrs M

詞：Garid Gotsbayar/Tamir Enkhtuul

曲：Garid Gotsbayar/Tamir Enkhtuul/Batzaya Damdinbazar

Бороо бороо ороо- ороосой

Оросын маамуу ирээ- ирээсэй

Бороо бороо ороо- ороосой

Оросын маамуу ирээ- ирээсэй

Цэцгэн дээр тогтсон ш??дэр

Тэнгэр дээр бужигналдсан

Cаарал ??лн??д

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Mrs. Morris, your chair still rocks by the window,

threadbare velvet humming the tune you hummed.

I keep your Thursday voicemails in a jam jar—

when the moon is a silver coin I twist the lid,

let your laugh jingle out across the empty kitchen.

The garden grows only your name in every row,

soft as thyme, stubborn as mint.

I speak to the walls, they answer in your accent;

I breathe, and the room exhales with you.

インフェルノ – Mrs. GREEN APPLE

詞：大森元貴

曲：大森元貴

照らすは闇

照亮的是黑暗

僕らは歩き慣れてきた日々も淘汰

習(xí)以為常的生活也淘汰

夢(mèng)は安泰な暮らしだが

憧憬過(guò)上平靜的生活

刺激不足故にタラタラ

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Mrs. Officer, badge flashin’ in the rearview mirror

I pull over, heart racin’, hopin’ you don’t write this tear

You tap the glass, lips glossed like a red-light gleam

Ask me, “Boy, why you smilin’?”—I say, “You just fulfilled my dream”

Frisk me slow, fingers brushin’, handcuffs click like hi-hat steel

Whisper, “Anything you say can and will be used to make me feel”

Radio crackles, you ignore it, push the seat back, patrol-car steam

Miranda never sounded so sexy, love’s a crime and you the queen

Tonight the city’s ours, sirens sing a private tune

If lovin’ you is illegal, book me under your blue moon