熟悉的陌生女孩

Can't do this song on my own, no

I really can't finish this song by myself

I need someone for it, I'm alone so

I need someone to help me because I am alone

Could you just pick up your phone, oh

Pick up the phone

Tell me when you'll be home

Tell me when you are coming home

Can't do this song on my own, no

I cannot make this song

I need someone for it, I'm alone so

No one is willing to help me, I can only rely on myself

Could you just pick up your phone, oh

Why don't you pick up the phone yet

Tell me when you'll be home

When are you coming home

That girl who used to smile at me from afar, her laughter has scattered (become loud)

The girl who smiled at me from afar back then now laughs recklessly

Now seeing her, she laughs loudly in others' arms, opening up

I see her laughing loudly in others' arms

Her innocence from that time has now become clear in my mind

Recalling her pure appearance and smile from that time in my mind

Now her pants are above the knee, and her makeup has become heavy

But now she wears very short pants, the makeup is also heavy

If I think back, I couldn't even hold her hand freely

Before it was hard to even hold her hand

Nowadays even drunkards can't beat her in drinking alcohol

But now even alcoholics can't outdrink her

I remember she was hardworking

In memory she was striving upwards

She wouldn't miss even one hour of class

She listened so seriously in every class

But now she plays night after night in night clubs

But now she stays out all night in night clubs

She used to stick various doll cartoons on her desk

Before she always pasted various cartoon characters on the desk

Now she chose narrow paths, lost the dreams

Now she went astray and lost her own dreams

Every time we walked together, she used to make me carry her bags

When we were together back then she liked giving me her bookbag to carry

In this walk, she was smoking her cigarette frequently

But meeting this time she didn't forget to light a cigarette

In my memory, her hair tied tight, uniform on her body

The girl in memory wearing a uniform and a ponytail

This time her hair is let down, alcohol and stir-fry in front of her

Seeing her this time the collar is a bit low and hair is loose

In my memory, she is in front of a book thinking about a question with focus

In memory she sat at the desk thinking with full concentration

But under the colorful lights before my eyes, she is dancing vainly

But now she dances arbitrarily under the flowing lights

Can't do this song on my own, no

I cannot write this song alone

I need someone for it, I'm alone so

No one is willing to help me, I have no one to rely on

Could you just pick up your phone, oh

Can you pick up my phone

Tell me when you'll be home

Tell me when you are coming home

Can't do this song on my own, no

I cannot finish this song alone

I need someone for it, I'm alone so

No one wants to stand behind me, I am all alone

Could you just pick up your phone, oh

Why not pick up the phone yet

Tell me when you'll be home

When are you coming home

I said to her, 'Wow, there are many changes'

I said to her how did you change so much

She said, 'Who is there that hasn't changed?'

She said everyone is adapting to the changes of the times

'Those who haven't changed are fools'

People who don't drift with the flow are fools

I said, 'Your faded appearance has lost its kindness'

I said you lost your original look, and forgot your original intention

She said, 'No, hey, just my makeup scared you'

She said no, maybe my makeup is a bit thick which surprised you

Staring into her eyes, I said, 'I couldn't recognize you'

I stared at her eyes and said I almost can't recognize you

Smiling with the corner of her mouth, she said, 'Because I couldn't stay over at your house' [Implying sexual intimacy]

She just smiled slightly and said maybe because I haven't gone to bed with you

I shouted, 'Whatever happens, don't look at me so lowly'

I roared at her, no matter what don't think of me that lowly

She said, 'Don't touch past things'

She said past things are like passing clouds, don't bring up old scores

'Don't see me as drunk'

Don't treat me as a drunkard

To my question 'Won't you change?', she didn't answer and just laughed

As for our eternity she didn't answer, just hooked the corner of her mouth

Then she said, 'In my body two children have already died' [Abortions]

Then she told me she had already had two abortions

Asking 'What about your affairs?' she looked in my eyes, no result came, I didn't speak

She looked at me asking how I've been recently, I didn't speak and the topic didn't continue

She extended the wine glass to me

She raised the wine glass to me

I took it in my hand, I didn't reject

I didn't refuse either and took her wine glass

I said 'If at that time...' - she picked up the phone saying 'Stop/Wait'

I said if back then... before I finished she said you wait a moment

My face turned pale.

She answered the phone, and my expression dimmed.

She tapped my shoulder saying 'we'll meet again'.

She patted my shoulder and said we'd meet again if fate allows.

She passed by my side.

Then she brushed past me.

Back then I loved her; who separated us?

The one I loved then was her; who tore us apart?

Should I now forget the familiar yet strange girl?

Must I now forget her—familiar yet strange?

Can't do this song on my own, no.

I can't make this song alone.

I need someone for it, I'm alone so.

I only have myself left, so I need help.

Could you just pick up your phone, oh.

Can you answer my call?

Tell me when you'll be home.

Tell me when you are coming home.

Can't do this song on my own, no.

I can't make this song alone.

I need someone for it, I'm alone so.

No one is willing to help me; I have no one to rely on.

Could you just pick up your phone, oh.

Why don't you answer the phone?

Tell me when you'll be home.

I still don't know when you're coming home.

Can't do this song on my own, no.

I cannot finish this song by myself.

I need someone for it, I'm alone so.

No one stands behind me; I am all alone.

Could you just pick up your phone, oh.

Can you answer my call?

Tell me when you'll be home.

Tell me when you'll be back.

Can't do this song on my own, no.

I really can't complete this song on my own strength.

I need someone for it, I'm alone so.

I stand all alone and need help.

Could you just pick up your phone, oh.

Answer the phone!

Tell me when you'll be home.

When are you coming back? (crying)

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