《我的紅玫瑰不是你的白玫瑰》
(My Red Rose Isn’t Your White Rose)

This is a song about love — not the kind that lasts forever,
but the kind that teaches you everything.

It’s about the heartbreak of timing, the ache of almost,
and the quiet courage it takes to let go… even when the love is real.

Inspired by the red and white rose allegory,
this song speaks of a truth we rarely say out loud:
sometimes, the person you love isn't meant to stay.
And sometimes, loving them means walking away.

Multilingual and intimate,
this piece blends Mandarin, English, and French to echo the universal nature of love, loss, and self-return.

“I loved. I lost.
But I never left myself.
And that’s how I won.”

Written for the ones who dared to love,
and for those who chose to bloom, even after goodbye.


不是你不夠好，
只是你愛的那朵白玫瑰，
不是我一直握著的紅。

Et parfois, aimer… c’est partir.
And sometimes, to love is to leave.


我曾經是你窗外的那束火光，
你卻只敢在夢裡輕碰我肩膀。
You loved me in silence,
But silence still wounds.
You needed peace,
I was the storm and the bloom.


我的紅玫瑰，不是你的白玫瑰，
我們愛過，卻無法相對。
C’était beau, mais pas pour toujours,
你來過，我記得，就已足夠。

I don’t regret the fall,
I just wish we had time.
愛過，就足夠勇敢去放開。



You looked for me in someone new,
But she didn’t burn like I do.
Je suis la cicatrice douce,
La vérité que tu caches dans tes nuits bleues.

你以為你忘了，
卻在深夜想起那句話——
“我們的愛，是對的靈魂，錯的時差。”

愛不是困住誰，
是讓誰飛。
不是你不值得，
是我學會了不委屈自己去愛誰。

If one day you see me from afar,
Know I loved you with every scar.
But now I bloom, not for you,
But for the girl I almost outgrew.


我的紅玫瑰，不再等誰，
不是誰的白月光，也不做誰的玫瑰罪。
愛不是把人留在身邊，
是即使分開，也還願你平安。

I loved. I lost.
But I never left myself.
And that’s how I won.

My Red Rose Isn't Your White Rose

Fluid in Yalıkavak.
Where the sea speaks in silver.
Where mornings are dressed in breeze and light,
and Yulee Café feels like a secret only the sun remembers.

In Bodrum, I didn’t just rest —
I returned.
To rhythm. To movement.
To the woman I’d quietly abandoned while chasing everything else.

This place didn’t ask for anything.
It simply held space for me to feel.
To melt. To rise.
And that’s when FLUID was born —
A song about softness without surrender,
and love that doesn’t ask to be held,
only witnessed.

Lyrics and composition by a.m.YUN:

你還記得愛的感覺嗎？
Wind on skin.
Salt on lips.
No name. No need.


Woke up in Yalıkavak, sea breeze brushing my spine,
床單是月光，心跳像浪拍岸。
I wasn’t running, I wasn’t found,
Just floating where no words drown.

你說愛是方向，
可我在海裡學會流浪。
Je suis venue sans histoire,
Et la mer m’a appris à croire.


The tide knows things I never said,
You see waves —
I see the things we left unsaid.


I’m fluid, I don’t chase,
Let the tide trace my waist.
In this ocean, I dissolve—
Not to lose, but to evolve.
你沒教我的，我在海裡學會了，
怎麼愛自己——溫柔又決絕。

Hotel lights blink across the bay,
像你的眼神，忽明忽暗，不給方向。
Je dors seule, mais je rêve en paix,
Wrapped in linen and ocean spray.

Yalıkavak, you kissed me quiet,
Taught me how to want without riot.
Not a man, not a plan,
Just this body, and the sand.


愛不是要抓住，
是敢放開。
I don’t need arms—I need air.
I need blue, deep, quiet.


I’m fluid, I don’t break,
Move like honey on a turquoise lake.
Kiss me like the shore, then go,
Cause some loves aren’t meant to hold.

我不是漂泊，我是流動，
不為誰停留，卻因自己閃爍。


You thought I’d fall for you.
But I fell in love with the ocean.
And she —
never leaves.




Yalikavak Wave

A hundred ways to love you. A hundred ways to say I love you.

This song is a quiet confession.

Not the loud kind.
Not the dramatic kind.
But the kind that brews slowly—like tea left steeping in silence.

I wrote this for the love that never got to be said out loud.
For the version of me that stayed soft, even when words failed.
It’s about the moments where love exists not in action, but in presence.
Not in possession, but in feeling.

「風為筆，月為墨，茶未涼，燈未暗，
一句我愛你，寫了一百次沉默。」

This song isn’t about grand gestures.
It’s about the quiet kinds of love—
The ones that wait, the ones that linger,
the ones that never ask to be seen, but never leave either.

它寫給那些藏在夢裡的擁抱、
沒說出口的我愛你、
還有那些明明很想靠近，卻選擇成全的溫柔。

A hundred ways to love you,
And every one of them chooses silence
over noise. Feeling
over proving.

Blending Chinese poetry with modern synths,
this track lives between tradition and pulse,
like wind tracing across strings—
a love that lingers without asking to stay.

A Hundred Ways To Say I Love You

Emotion: Deleted.
When disappointment stacks high enough, it doesn’t explode — it disconnects.
No more explaining. No more waiting to be heard.
When your voice fades into silence, and softness turns into stillness…
you don’t cry.
You format. You reset.
No drama. No goodbye.
Just a clean shutdown.

This isn’t a breakup song.
It’s an upgrade song.
For anyone who ever loved deeply — now and then.

Musically, it blends chill EDM, alt-pop, and soft R&B, layered with Mandarin, English, and French lyrics, written in native flow.

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冷了就格式化。
當失望堆疊到極限，它不會崩潰，而是靜靜地斷線。
不再解釋，不再等他聽懂。
聲音漸漸靜音，溫柔慢慢退場——
不掉淚，不回頭，
只是一鍵格式化，重新開機。

「Emotion: Deleted」不是分手歌，
是與自己內心的安靜革命。

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Lyrics :
When disappointment reached the edge,
妳已經不再需要等候。

一開始我什麼都在乎，
小訊息、小語氣、小溫度。
你說不想解釋太多——
好，我來習慣獨處。

我不是玻璃心，
我只是太清醒。
再愛也不能一再自我降頻。

You left me on read,
So I turned off the thread.
Tried to build love—but I outgrew the shed.


失望不是瞬間崩壞，
是我一次次點「稍後再說」。
從心跳躍動，到只剩下格式——
沒感覺，不難過，不想說。

J'efface sans bruit, je souris quand je fuis.
(I erase without a sound, I smile as I leave.)


冷了就格式化，
資料不回收，連回憶都不留下。
Bye is not a word—
It’s a clean reboot.
關機之前我微笑如初。

Emotion: Deleted.
你愛的版本我已經卸載，
我現在的我你不再配載。

你愛我哪裡？
是愛我溫柔，還是愛我不吭聲的時候？
你說我變了，
但沒人能永遠當 backup 在等候。

You had the keys, but lost the drive,
I was real, you ran on hype.
Now I’m gone—no echo, no “why”.
Tu m’as perdue — et c’est bien comme ça.


我不是狠心，
只是後來，我的心已經不再登入。
不是不愛你，
是我把愛還給自己，
然後刪除全部「延期提醒」。

You called me cold—nah, I’m clear.
No bugs, no fear, just disappear.
Update: I’m not your version to fix.
I’m my own code, no remix.


冷了就格式化，
不等更新，也不發通告給你查。
Shutdown in grace,
No access, no trace.
最後的我，是我最乾淨的樣子。


Emotion: Cleared.
你愛的那個我，已經離線了，
Merci pour rien — now I disappear.

冷了就格式化 Emotion Deleted

Tipsy Confession is a late-night story of blurred lips and half-truths — the kind of love that feels clearer when the world is spinning. Between red wine and neon lights, courage comes easier; secrets slip softer.

This track blends Chill R&B, Pop, and smooth electronic flow, with rap-influenced verses and a hypnotic hook that feels like a drunk text you’ll never regret sending. It’s intimate, sultry, and a little reckless — just like every tipsy confession we once whispered at 3am.



《醉後發言權》 是一個關於深夜的故事。
在微醺之後，真心話總是比清醒時更容易說出口。紅酒、燈影、迷離的眼神——讓人鼓起勇氣，說出那些平時隱藏的秘密。

這首歌融合 Chill R&B、流行與電子氛圍，用說唱般的語氣和帶點慵懶的旋律，唱出一種像是「酒後訊息」般的告白。親密、曖昧，又有點放肆。正如每個凌晨三點，我們曾在醉意裡低聲說出的那句真話。


Lyrics:
Mmm… last night was a blur…
杯底的秘密，比夢更真。


紅酒杯，也能藏秘密，
冰塊化，也能鎖晨曦。
I’m not your sober, not your friend,
I’m the girl who calls you at 3am, half drunk again.

Sauvignon kisses, Cabernet eyes,
話到嘴邊才敢存在。
You laugh, I lean, your hand on mine,
Pretending the bar is our borderline.


你不必回應，這是醉意的真心，
Tu sais, it’s the wine, not me—
But maybe… it’s always been me.


I’ve got drunk privileges, baby, tonight,
能說出口的，比清醒時更像愛。
She’s me with no filter,
With my guard on the floor,
Pour me one more—
And I’ll tell you what I’ve been hiding for sure.


Pink rosé blush on my cheeks,
話多到不想停，夜色太快熄。
Moscato dreams, in the taxi light,
Your name tastes better after midnight.

I’m not making promises,
酒醒後一切都沒發生過—
But deep down, you and I both know,
That’s the oldest drunk lie I’ve ever told.


Blame it on the cabernet,
Truth came out in a careless way.
深夜的我沒防備，
微醺的膽子比清醒更珍貴。

Yeah Blame it on the cabernet,
Your hand on my waist — I lost my grace,
Heartbeat’s running in a 2-step chase.
愛情像酒，越夜越濃，
醒來之後，誰先主動？

Would you still call… when the sun comes up?
你靠近的時候，連空氣都醉了，
Cause baby, what I said last night,
Was the truth I hide in the daylight.

I’ve got drunk privileges, baby, tonight,
能說出口的，比清醒時更像愛。
She’s me with no filter,
With my guard on the floor,
Pour me one more—
And I’ll tell you what I’ve been hiding for sure.

I was tipsy… so maybe… that doesn’t count.
Or maybe… it counts the most.

醉後發言權 Tipsy Confession

Elafonissi Cat was inspired by my trip to Crete — at the pink-sand beach of Elafonissi, where cats wander free like guardians of the shore. This song is a light EDM-pop summer track, made for dancing, made for sunsets, and made for playful memories by the sea.

《Elafonissi Cat》靈感來自我在克里特島的旅行 —— 在 Elafonissi 粉紅沙灘上，貓咪們悠然自得，就像海邊的守護者。這首歌是一首輕快的 EDM 流行舞曲，為夏天而生，為舞動而寫，也為那些在海邊的夕陽和玩心留下記憶。

Lyrics:

Ah—oh yeah, da-la-la,
Pink waves calling from Elafonissi.
Ah—oh yeah, da-la-la,
Sun on my skin, summer’s melody.


Lazy cats stretch on the harbor wall,
粉紅的沙閃爍著海的歌。
Elafonissi glow, horizon so free,
Crete whispers summer, just you and me.


Ah—ah, feel the breeze,
Paws in the sand and salt on my knees.
Yeah—yeah, life’s a song,
粉紅的浪花把心帶走一樣。



Oh yeah, da-la-la, Elafonissi sky,
猫咪在海邊對我眨眼睛。
Oh yeah, da-la-la, pink tide, we fly,
IG story, let the summer sing.

Na-na-na, oh oh oh,
Crete is magic, just let it flow.
Oh yeah yeah,
Me and the cat in the sunset glow.



Cafés and colors on Chania streets,
Elafonissi waves where the warm sand meets.
玻璃杯裡的冰塊敲著旋律，
Summer is a reel, it’s a memory.


Ah—oh yeah, da-la-la,
Elafonissi dancing under the stars.
Oh—ah ah, na-na-na,
Pink waves forever, that’s who we are.


Oh yeah, da-la-la, Elafonissi sky,
猫咪在海邊對我眨眼睛。
Oh yeah, da-la-la, pink tide, we fly,
Capture the moment, let the summer sing.

Na-na-na, oh oh oh,
Crete is magic, just let it flow.
Oh yeah yeah,
Me and the cat in the sunset glow.

Elafonissi Cat

Cotton Candy is inspired by the sweetness of love — colorful, light, and impossible to resist. Like cotton candy, every shade is different, yet every taste is sweet. Some loves are fleeting, some stay, but each leaves you with a memory that lingers on your lips.

This track blends French Pop × Chill EDM × R&B, with airy synths, and sparkling beats. It’s playful, girly, and hypnotic — made for love.


《Cotton Candy》靈感來自愛情的甜美 —— 就像棉花糖般，輕盈、絢麗、讓人無法抗拒。每一口都有不同的顏色，但滋味卻同樣甜蜜。愛情有時短暫、有時綿長，但每一次都會留下像糖一樣停留在唇邊的記憶。

這首歌融合 法式流行 × Chill EDM × R&B，以輕盈的節奏，唱出一種既俏皮又迷人的氛圍。是一首寫給愛情的甜蜜小歌，輕巧卻讓人上癮。

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Lyrics:

Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Comme du sucre sur ma bouche.
Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Cotton candy, je pense à nous.


Rose, bleu, un peu de magie,
Chaque couleur c’est une mélodie.
Ton regard fait fondre la nuit,
Comme un bonbon doux, je suis à toi, oui.


Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Je tombe encore sous ton éclat.
Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Tu es mon goût préféré déjà.


Cotton candy, dans mon cœur,
Toutes les saveurs parlent de bonheur.
Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Avec toi, je vois mille couleurs.

Cotton candy, je suis à toi,
Un peu sucré, je n’en sors pas.
Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Je deviens accro quand tu es là.


Un éclat de fraise, un souffle de vanille,
Ton sourire danse, et je m’y perds tranquille.
Même le ciel devient sucré,
Avec toi, je ne veux jamais arrêter.


Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Comme un rêve qui ne finit pas.
Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Mon amour fond dans tes bras.


Cotton candy, dans mon cœur,
Toutes les saveurs parlent de bonheur.
Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Avec toi, je vois mille couleurs.

Cotton candy, je suis à toi,
Un peu sucré, je n’en sors pas.
Ooo ooo ooo, ay ay ay,
Je deviens accro quand tu es là.


Cotton Candy

The Fox and His Rose was inspired by the timeless metaphor: in a field of roses, the little fox chooses just one — not because it’s the brightest, but because it’s his. 

This song is about love that goes beyond appearances. It’s about bonds built through care, patience, and time. Love is not about finding the most beautiful, but about the one that feels irreplaceable.

This track carries the feel of a modern fairytale — intimate, poetic, and made to sing along.


《小狐狸的故事》靈感來自經典的隱喻：在無數玫瑰之中，小狐狸只愛上其中的一朵 —— 並不是因為它最耀眼，而是因為那是屬於他的玫瑰。

這首歌想說的是愛不是追求完美，而是因為「唯一」。真正的愛來自陪伴、時間與守候，讓平凡變得獨特。

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Lyrics: 

在萬千玫瑰裡， 
小狐狸只認得你。 
Tu n’es pas la plus belle, 
mais la seule qui compte pour moi.

不是最耀眼的那一朵， 
卻在黑夜裡閃爍。 
Not the brightest, not the crown, 
But the one I can’t put down.
Tu es unique, pas comme les autres, 
你是唯一能安靜我心的火。

Oh my rose, mon amour, 
在荒野裡，你是唯一的溫度。  
我曾追過千朵花， 
You said, “to love is to care,” 
Now your shadow lives everywhere.

Tu es unique, pas comme les autres, 
即使荊棘，也要與你相遇過。 

Oh my rose, mon secret, 
穿過荊棘，也要與你相對。  

小狐狸低聲問： 
“玫瑰不屬於風， 
只因我給了你名字， 
你才成為我的宇宙。”

小狐狸的故事 The Fox and His Rose

Tipsy Confession

A song born from silence, pride, and the moment love turns into distance.
When every reach for support is met with denial, you stop expecting, you stop explaining — you just learn to breathe on your own.
Blending Mandarin, English, and French, this track turns heartbreak into minimalism — a soft storm under neon light.

這首歌寫於愛與沉默之間，當我發現每一次尋求支持都換來否定，
我就學會了不再期待，不再解釋，只是靜靜地呼吸。
《再愛就不禮貌了》是一種體面告別的方式，
在心碎與自尊之間，我選擇優雅地沉默。
這不是冷漠，而是醒悟。


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Lyrics:
I’m not everyone’s friend.
我笑著對所有人，
但我的心只留給少數幾個。
You thought my silence meant weakness.
Tu t’es trompé.

She said, “You don’t want to take care of Mom?”
I said, “I didn’t know that was my mission.”
The moment you lectured me for your sister’s hurt —
that was my last straw,
’cause you didn’t stand up for me.

I came for love — for you — not for duty.
How many times I went to your parents for you
since your mom’s been sick?
我不是來拯救誰的，
只是想和你一起呼吸。
But you took me for granted,
and you don’t know Aries.

We love like wildfire, we protect like armor.
J’étais ton feu, ton abri, ton âme.
But once you turn away,
our flames turn to ashes — and we never return.

I’m not everyone’s friend.
我笑著對所有人，
卻只為少數人燃燒。
Je parle avec tous, je ris avec tous,
mais je ne suis pas l’amie de tout le monde.
I either love you, or I don’t give a damn.
我不是冷漠， 只是累了。

再愛就不禮貌了。
再愛就不禮貌了。
To love you again would be impolite.
再愛就不禮貌了。

In Taiwan, my door was open, my family warm.
Mama gave you gold — what did you give me?
I stood behind you when the world was loud,
you stepped back when I needed sound.

You called me mean, you called me cold,
but you never saw how much I held.
My heart hurts like I can’t breathe,
but I gotta let you go —
’cause you don’t even cherish me.
你不珍惜我。

Something cold, distant, unreadable —
that’s when you should worry.
Because when an Aries goes silent, it’s not anger,
it’s acceptance.

It’s not a phase, not a game.
By the time we stop talking, it’s already too late.
我們愛得太深，也醒得太快。
We don’t argue when we’re done,
we just… disappear.

Notre silence n’est pas un jeu — c’est un verdict.
You’ll still see us standing there,
but the fire in our eyes — gone.
那時候， 你就該害怕了。

I’m not everyone’s friend.
我笑著對所有人，
卻只為少數人燃燒。
Je parle avec tous, je ris avec tous,
mais je ne suis pas l’amie de tout le monde.
I either love you, or I don’t give a damn.
我不是冷漠， 只是累了。

再愛就不禮貌了。
再愛就不禮貌了。
To love you again would be impolite.
再愛就不禮貌了。
再愛就不禮貌了。

My heart hurts like I can’t breathe,
but I let you go.
再愛就不禮貌了…
再愛就不禮貌了…
No hate. No anger.
Just silence.

再愛就不禮貌了 No Expectations

Not the Kind of Lullaby is a song for the ones who stay awake when the world sleeps.
A dreamy blend of Pop, and poetic storytelling, it builds on smoky synth, pulsing bass, and a neon-dark EDM heartbeat, this track breaks every rule of the “perfect girl” story.
No fairytales. No crowns. No waiting.
Just a woman who wakes herself up, writes her own myth, and stands tall when the lights go out.

A trilingual blend of English, Mandarin, and French cuts through the shadows — sharp, magnetic, unapologetic.
This isn’t a lullaby.
This is a warning whispered like a spell.



《Not the Kind of Lullaby》是一場被包裝成夢境的反叛。
不是輕聲安撫的搖籃曲，而是一道從夢裡醒來的光。
在霓虹的陰影之間、在節拍與煙嗓交錯的縫隙裡，
它撕開那些「完美女孩」的標籤，
只留下最真實、最難被馴服的自己。
沒有童話、沒有王冠、沒有誰來拯救。
只有一個女孩，在世界熄滅時自己站起來，寫下屬於自己的故事。
英／中／法三語在夜裡切開縫隙——銳利、迷人、無需道歉。

這首歌沒有童話台詞，也沒有誰來替你寫結局——
你站在黑夜之後，自我的語言像微光一樣疊在身上，
冷靜又堅定。

如果世界選擇沉睡，
這首歌會陪你一起醒著。

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Lyrics:
Not the kind of lullaby
Pas une chanson pour dormir
只是給醒著的靈魂的歌


They dressed me up in glitter lies,
wrote my name under fairy lights.
Told me to smile, to play it nice —
but my truth doesn’t fit their size.
我不是誰的劇本台詞，
I rewrite my own reprise.


Say I’m lost, I say I’m free.
Je marche seule, mais c’est ma mélodie.
Every fall taught me how to fly,
not the kind of lullaby.


I-I-I, not the kind of lullaby.
E-E-E, I don’t need your alibi.
O-O-O, I’m the storm, I’m the sky —
not the kind of, not the kind of lullaby.
不是夢，而是我自己。
Je chante pour rester vivante, pas pour endormir la nuit.


They say the crown is made of gold,
mine’s just wild and uncontrolled.
I bloom in cracks, I break the mold,
寫下屬於自己的節奏。
Every scar is a spark in disguise,
lighting up my sleepless skies.


They call it chaos, I call it art.
C’est pas le calme, c’est mon départ.
Every tear became a sign,
not the kind of lullaby.


I-I-I, not the kind of lullaby.
E-E-E, I don’t need your alibi.
O-O-O, I’m the storm, I’m the sky —
not the kind of, not the kind of lullaby.
I-I-I, wake up, open your eyes,
E-E-E, feel the fire inside.
O-O-O, let it echo high —
not the kind of, not the kind of lullaby.

Dear me,
you don’t need saving.
You already survived the night.

Quand tout s’éteint, je reste debout.
If the world is outside...
I will be… still… there.

Because I’m ready.
我沒被定義，
我是未完的詩。

Lullaby
Lullaby
Lullaby
Lullaby



Not The Kind Of Lullaby

This song is born from a very real modern phenomenon.
Every year, around October, the cold comes—and so do the messages.
The “Hey stranger,” the “How have you been,” the sudden kindness from people who ghosted you for three seasons straight.

It’s cuffing season energy, but with a twist.
It’s not love.
It’s convenience.
It’s loneliness disguised as affection.
It’s what I call a delusionship: a one-sided fantasy someone revives only when nights get longer and their phone gets quieter.

This track is for anyone who finally sees through that cycle.
For anyone who’s done being a seasonal option.
For anyone who chooses their own energy over winter nostalgia.

Headphones recommended.
More music coming soon.


Delusionship 這首歌的靈感來自一個真實到不行的現象，冬天回鍋的渣感季節。
每年大概十月開始，天氣變冷，你的 inbox 裡就會開始冒出那些人。
什麼「Hey stranger」、「最近好嗎」、「你還好嗎」——
明明前三個季節完全消失不見的人，冬天突然就像醒過來一樣。

大家都懂那種「Cuffing Season」的氛圍。
但這不是愛。
這只是便利。
是寂寞套上了關心的語氣。
是一段只存在於對方腦中的 Delusionship——
每到冬天就被重新啟動的幻想。

這首歌獻給那些看穿這個循環的你。
不再當誰的季節性選項。
不再被冬天的孤單拖進舊劇情。

聽歌戴耳機。
更多新作品會陸續來。

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Lyrics:

Inbox 裡的 ghost 又醒來了
Hey stranger with a smiley face
多巴胺太低是不是
才突然想起 那年我們真好

說 妳最近過得好嗎
我翻了眼 笑一笑
Baby you miss attention not me
你只是 benching 你的無聊

雪還沒下 你就開始亂發情
說什麼想念 我聽起來都像打草稿
你那 delusionship 太 drama
我不是 draft in your seasonal plot

Don’t text me in November boy I’m not on your winter list
Your seasonal love is just a delusionship
You only love when nights get longer
But I ain’t your midnight fix
我 不 是 你 的 冬季 名單

春天你愛自由 夏天你太忙
秋天你消失 冬天就說想
你的愛情像天氣預報
今天多雲轉晴 明天已經撤場

你說想我 No you don’t
You just need someone to fill the phone
Every text a ghosting loop
I’m not your ego boost tool

C’est pas de l’amour c’est juste le froid
Je te vois venir chaque hiver pareil

You say you miss me that’s fiction
It’s a delusionship addiction
You keep benching me for attention
Then come back with no intention

Boy you’re ghost ing out of convenience
I’m cutting you for maintenance
Next time you text me just remind
The seasons changed and so did I

你說妳懷念我眼神的溫柔
我笑著說那是反光而已
It was never love just the season talking
Now I burn on my own energy

Don’t text me in November boy
Your lines ain’t new they’re ploys
You call that love I call it benching

You only love when nights get colder
But I’m bolder I burn slower
我 不 是 你 的 冬季 名單

春天你會自由 夏天你會熱戀
但這次 冬天不准你打擾我的平靜
Silence is read


Delusionship

Love doesn’t need to be calculated like a Da Vinci blueprint —
perfect lines, flawless symmetry, predictable precision.

What pulls us in
is the flaw, the drift, the gravity that bends off course.

Two people don’t fall in love because they fit perfectly;
they stay because even when the universe says “not this time,”
their heartbeats still find their way back to each other.

Da Vinci Confessions
is a love story made of beautiful mistakes,
a romance written in the margins,
where imperfection becomes the most honest truth.

愛情不需要像達文西的畫稿那樣，
每一道線條都對稱、每一個角度都精準。

真正讓人迷戀的，
是那些不完美的邊、走錯的軌道、偏心的引力。

兩個人相愛，不是因為完美契合，
而是即使世界說我們不該、公式算不出結果、
我們的心跳卻依然互相靠攏。

〈達文西情話〉
寫的就是這種缺陷的浪漫 ——
一種在宇宙的誤差裡，
仍然偏向彼此的愛。

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Lyrics:

宇宙說不該
但我還是往你那裡偏
像潮水回頭、像光落向黑
Some things gravity just won't explain.


你一句不說　我卻讀得出你的心
Too familiar, too dangerous, too sweet
Your shadow leans into mine
And suddenly the night feels aligned

我們的角度不準　情緒不對稱
卻是我最著迷的某種缺陷
Da Vinci wouldn’t get this right
But baby we’re a flawed design I like.

越不該越難戒
越冷淡越沉陷
You say it’s wrong, I say maybe
But my pulse keeps whispering “stay with me.”

Baby it’s just right, 就是剛剛好
不完美才會讓我心跳
Même si le ciel dit que c’est trop tard
Ton nom revient dans le noir

Baby it’s just right, 不算正確
但太正確的愛我不會學
Tu lis mes ombres sans parler
We’re wrong in the perfect way.


On se frôle, on se cherche, doucement
你的指尖一觸碰　我就忘了時間
You touch my skin like déjà vu
像前世就排好的 route

我們之間的引力
不是應不應該，而是逃不逃得開
Même quand tu tournes le dos
Je suis là… comme une ombre derrière ta peau.

我們的愛沒有 Da Vinci 那麼精準
角度亂、比例壞　卻是種 flaw-made beauty
地心引力 keeps our heartbeat coming back
不管走多遠　都偏回你軌跡

像月亮偏向太陽
像黑夜離不開光
不是完美
是偏心
是命運的漏網之光。

Baby it’s just right, 就是剛剛好
宇宙說不對　但宇宙也會失手一次
Même quand tu dis que c’est fini
Je reviens… comme une mélodie

Baby it’s just right, 不算完美
但完美太無聊　我拒絕
Tu lis mes ombres sans parler
We’re wrong in the rightest way.

達文西情話 Da Vinci Love Letter

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