| Song | When We Become |
| Artist | Clem Snide |
| Album | End of Love |
| 作曲 : Barzelay | |
| There will be laughs and also joyful twirls | |
| Your painted toenails kicking in the sand | |
| Lazy fish crisscrossing and the seas | |
| Will lay their golden eggs right in their hand | |
| When we become | |
| When we become | |
| When we become what we're running from | |
| The storm clouds swallowed by the ocean sway | |
| Will smell like watermelon and cut grass | |
| We'll build a bonfire with whatever's dry | |
| And leave our cold, wet bodies where they lay | |
| When we become | |
| When we become | |
| When we become what we're running from |
| zuò qǔ : Barzelay | |
| There will be laughs and also joyful twirls | |
| Your painted toenails kicking in the sand | |
| Lazy fish crisscrossing and the seas | |
| Will lay their golden eggs right in their hand | |
| When we become | |
| When we become | |
| When we become what we' re running from | |
| The storm clouds swallowed by the ocean sway | |
| Will smell like watermelon and cut grass | |
| We' ll build a bonfire with whatever' s dry | |
| And leave our cold, wet bodies where they lay | |
| When we become | |
| When we become | |
| When we become what we' re running from |