Nhạc sĩ: Vincent Dupas | Lời: Vincent Dupas
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The distance, I see the distance
I feel the distance but I don't realize it
I'm driving,
sitting in my car
Looking at the landscape
Telling myself,
where am I?
Who are those people I'm traveling with?
They're so close, I love the distance
I can't even describe their faces anymore
I'm driving,
sitting in my car
Looking at the landscape
Telling myself,
who am I?
I close my eyes and I see random faces with no expression
Blank faces,
eyes with no teeth Mouths with no words,
no wrinkle
Blank faces,
eyes with no teeth Mouths with no words,
no wrinkle
My short-sightedness is gradually overcoming my whole brain
I'm just seeing the lines Wide,
solid, broken
Wide, solid, broken on the road
Wide, solid, broken Wide,
solid, broken
Wide, solid, broken Wide,
solid, broken
Wide,
solid, broken Wide,
solid, broken
Wide,
solid, broken Wide,
solid, broken
Wide,
solid,
broken Wide, solid, broken
Wide,
solid, broken Wide,
solid, broken