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I really like the lyrics, when I heard Papa and Mama, I wondered what would come out of it, taking into account her pesronal past, and it's been a very interesting result. Thank you for the translations, as always.
Btw, my two cents about the title: Eyes, Smoke, Macgis are like the three steps to a magic trick. First you have to see what it appears to be, then it dissapears, and then it comes the result. Anyone have seen Nolan's The Prestige, well, something like that, but used metaphorically for her deliberate failure to notice.
Bravo Ayu!
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