作词 : 关著
作曲 : 关著
编曲 : 关著
Blue turns into Grigio,
Gold turns into Grigio,
Red turns into Grigio,
Suffering from the color weakness.
When the sunlight reached the cement,
When the molten iron solidified,
When the fireworks burned out,
When the leaves fell down,
They turned into Grigio.
They turned into Grigio.
They turned into Grigio.
They turned into Grigio.
When I came to the dreamland,
The reality turned into Grigio.
When I came to the homeland,
The ancestry turned into Grigio,
When I came to the wonderland,
The Alice turned into Grigio,
When I came to the inferno,
The halo turned into Grigio.
(Hmm)
When you sat still,
You were turned into Grigio.
When you joined the crowd,
You were turned into Grigio.
When you got sleepy,
You were turned into Grigio.
When you bled to death,
You were turned into Grigio.
Grigio.
Suffering from the color weakness.
Suffering from the color weakness.
Suffering from the color weakness.
Suffering from the color weakness.
Suffering from the color weakness.
Suffering from the color weakness.
Suffering from the color weakness.
Suffering from the color weakness.
It is turning into,
It is turned into,
It has turned into,
It does turn into.