| Song | Please Remember |
| Artist | Deafheaven |
| Album | Sunbather |
| [00:05.260] | "Twisting and turning beside the slumbering Tereza |
| [00:09.030] | He recalled something she had told him a long time before in the course of an insignificant conversation. |
| [00:18.060] | They had been talking about his friend Z,when she announced |
| [00:22.140] | 'If I hadn't met you, I'd certainly have fallen in love with him.'“ |
| [00:27.260] | Even then, her words had left Tomas in a strange state of melancholy |
| [00:33.120] | And now he realized it was only a matter of chance that Tereza loved him and not his friend Z. |
| [00:42.150] | Apart from her consummated love for Tomas, there were |
| [00:45.940] | In the realm of possibility, an infinite number of unconsummated loves for other men |
| [00:53.950] | We all reject out of hand the idea that the love of our life may be something light or weightless; |
| [01:03.360] | We presume our love is what must be, that without it our life would no longer be the same; |
| [01:09.190] | We feel Beethoven himself, gloomy and awe-inspiring, is playing to our own great love." |
| [01:16.870] | love... |
| [00:05.260] | " Twisting and turning beside the slumbering Tereza |
| [00:09.030] | He recalled something she had told him a long time before in the course of an insignificant conversation. |
| [00:18.060] | They had been talking about his friend Z, when she announced |
| [00:22.140] | ' If I hadn' t met you, I' d certainly have fallen in love with him.'" |
| [00:27.260] | Even then, her words had left Tomas in a strange state of melancholy |
| [00:33.120] | And now he realized it was only a matter of chance that Tereza loved him and not his friend Z. |
| [00:42.150] | Apart from her consummated love for Tomas, there were |
| [00:45.940] | In the realm of possibility, an infinite number of unconsummated loves for other men |
| [00:53.950] | We all reject out of hand the idea that the love of our life may be something light or weightless |
| [01:03.360] | We presume our love is what must be, that without it our life would no longer be the same |
| [01:09.190] | We feel Beethoven himself, gloomy and aweinspiring, is playing to our own great love." |
| [01:16.870] | love... |