| Song | The Sky is Grey |
| Artist | Milosh |
| Album | You Make Me Feel |
| 作曲 : Milosh | |
| The sky is grey and it's been raining all day | |
| There's nothing to do but read things from the days | |
| When I had had better days, the days without you | |
| From them days filled with plans and ideas | |
| About things that I'd never really know | |
| She left her imprint on me, I couldn't shake her. | |
| I'd been pressed so hard I was part of the ground. | |
| My emotions squeezed out as easy as... | |
| Her beautiful ideas covered me like a blanket or a shadow | |
| on the other side of an enormous light | |
| I was helpless | |
| An impression waiting for someone new to pour into themselves into my shell | |
| Waiting for the sun, rip across my sky | |
| Waiting for you | |
| I released tremors in her like a sword plunging into a belly | |
| Releasing ridiculous amounts of food and wine | |
| I looked for the golden rewards of vibrations and shudders | |
| I loved this girl, and that love was a fuel that drove me to the waking morning light | |
| My lips an inexhaustible resource of pleasure for her | |
| I was a miner unwilling to stop until I had reached the Earth's core | |
| I was a Russian on a horse liberating camps in occupied countries | |
| Freeing passionate fluids from her body over and over again | |
| Over from her body |
| zuò qǔ : Milosh | |
| The sky is grey and it' s been raining all day | |
| There' s nothing to do but read things from the days | |
| When I had had better days, the days without you | |
| From them days filled with plans and ideas | |
| About things that I' d never really know | |
| She left her imprint on me, I couldn' t shake her. | |
| I' d been pressed so hard I was part of the ground. | |
| My emotions squeezed out as easy as... | |
| Her beautiful ideas covered me like a blanket or a shadow | |
| on the other side of an enormous light | |
| I was helpless | |
| An impression waiting for someone new to pour into themselves into my shell | |
| Waiting for the sun, rip across my sky | |
| Waiting for you | |
| I released tremors in her like a sword plunging into a belly | |
| Releasing ridiculous amounts of food and wine | |
| I looked for the golden rewards of vibrations and shudders | |
| I loved this girl, and that love was a fuel that drove me to the waking morning light | |
| My lips an inexhaustible resource of pleasure for her | |
| I was a miner unwilling to stop until I had reached the Earth' s core | |
| I was a Russian on a horse liberating camps in occupied countries | |
| Freeing passionate fluids from her body over and over again | |
| Over from her body |