I watched you walking down those Lawndale Streets
With your best friend by your side
Cynical wisdom never crack a smile
And what do those glasses hide?
You can't cross over
Ain't even real
Just fleeting glances
And thoughts I steal
Chorus: Daria
They don't get you, they don't understand
Look, think, act in your own way
Afraid to open or to let them in
Wish you could hear the things I'd say
With just a few lines
Still so 3D
But if we met
Could you stand me?
Chorus
Can't help smile when I see you blush
Even if it ain't for me
So much better than the folks I know
Prettier than the girls I see
You can't cross over
Ain't even real
Just fleeting glances
And thoughts I steal
Chorus
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Translated into Japanese and back again:
Daria AKA When We Meet, You May Raise Me?
I look at you, that sarcastic intelligence of your side
never you walk under those streets of Lawndale
which has your close friend due to crack a smile,
something hides, it does behind those glasses?
Fair moment of thought
or the substance
which I who am not steal
it cannot cross you at first glance
Chorus: Daria
Those think of the glance
which does not understand you,
not obtaining,
opening with your method of fearing
as for behavior, or you of the request which can inquire about that, I say were made possible
So but exactly still small-numbered line,
when we meet,
you may raise me?
Chorus
Me, the girl I see compared to,
clean that it is better than the people who have known for me so not being,
when I observe, at that you blush,
it helps the smile, it is not possible
Fair moment of thought or
the substance
which I who am not steal
it cannot cross you at first glance
Chorus