I won't listen to anything you say
As I carry your cute self away
To a room of the paradise tower
Where we confine ourselves
If I cover your eyes
With a silk satin ribbon
You'll receive a kiss from a scarlet peony bud
Listen, listen with those ears
To my voice
This is the weeping of a songstress
Who is begging for the day she will finally die
This place is on the other side of our nightmares
Where the repulsive fingertips of love's corpses...
Ah, you should realize by now!
Your sighs
Are matching this rosewood bed nicely
So let's convey the very sweet smoke
By word-of-mouth
Onto your bare, amber skin
I want to carve a tattoo
That sparkles like a mother-of-pearl
Look, look with those eyes
At my figure
Dancing while clad in dim light
Is a secret technique of a prostitute
The nights of Beijing that wear the stench of foot-binding
Are deceiving eternity
By not speaking of the immortality of our love...
Laugh, you should laugh at my foolish self
For being able to love the you that lead me to destruction
Every night, the inside of my womb is filled with flames
What is it that women must burn in order to give birth to love?
Look, look with those eyes
At my heart
This is the insanity of a wicked bird
Who's flapping her bloodstained wings
This place is at the furthest ends of our dreams
On a hill of love in the underworld, where we embraced so gently...
Ah, you should remember now!
As I carry your cute self away
To a room of the paradise tower
Where we confine ourselves
If I cover your eyes
With a silk satin ribbon
You'll receive a kiss from a scarlet peony bud
Listen, listen with those ears
To my voice
This is the weeping of a songstress
Who is begging for the day she will finally die
This place is on the other side of our nightmares
Where the repulsive fingertips of love's corpses...
Ah, you should realize by now!
Your sighs
Are matching this rosewood bed nicely
So let's convey the very sweet smoke
By word-of-mouth
Onto your bare, amber skin
I want to carve a tattoo
That sparkles like a mother-of-pearl
Look, look with those eyes
At my figure
Dancing while clad in dim light
Is a secret technique of a prostitute
The nights of Beijing that wear the stench of foot-binding
Are deceiving eternity
By not speaking of the immortality of our love...
Laugh, you should laugh at my foolish self
For being able to love the you that lead me to destruction
Every night, the inside of my womb is filled with flames
What is it that women must burn in order to give birth to love?
Look, look with those eyes
At my heart
This is the insanity of a wicked bird
Who's flapping her bloodstained wings
This place is at the furthest ends of our dreams
On a hill of love in the underworld, where we embraced so gently...
Ah, you should remember now!