녹슬지 않는 구리선 (English Ver.)

Yeah, let's ride.

Old strings, new waves.

Shadows of skyscrapers stretching long this afternoon

I’m dusting off the tracks on this abandoned railroad

Behind the smooth purr of the luxury sedans

I hear the scream of five strings someone left behind

The touchscreens are just covered in fingerprints

But at my fingertips, the sensation of raw copper wire lives

The city noise is just white noise

Piercing through it all, the sharp fingering

(Check it, 1, 2)

Delta soul laid over a greasy beat

The resonance of a copper wire that never rusts

An analog cry thrown into the digital waves

Run away, beyond that horizon

In this crazy circuit where the beat and banjo entwine

I won't stop, following this line to the very end

Silicon Valley dreams are cooling down cold

I’m longing for the humid air of the Mississippi

A rough breath leaking through the autotune

This is the sound of a heart no machine can mimic

Hologram fairies dancing under neon signs

Truth is, they want to smell the earth too

Tension tight like a string about to snap

We’re somewhere at the junction of past and future

Burning dust, cold metal

The resonance of a copper wire that never rusts

An analog cry thrown into the digital waves

Run away, beyond that horizon

In this crazy circuit where the beat and banjo entwine

I won't stop, following this line to the very end

Just a copper wire.

But it never rusts.

Neon Delta. Out.