Cibo Matto - Lobby [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Fifth floor, fifth floor
Fourth floor, fourth floor
Third floor, third floor
Second floor!

The rain, kept falling like an endless story in the afternoon
Wetting the trees, wetting the sidewalks
Wetting the roofs of the buildings

Deep thoughts (deep thoughts)
Fly High (repeat)
Deep thoughts (deep thoughts)
Fly High (Repeat)
Wait, where am I?

I had some cheese and seedless grapes for lunch
And floated around for the rest of the afternoon
Asian tourists came back from 5th avenue shopping
With white paper shopping bags
Sometimes, I miss shopping
But the thought of being a ghost made me hesitate
I had some more cheese
I could feed myself for another two or three hours
If I kept my expectations low

Deep thoughts (deep thoughts)
Fly High (Repeat)
Wait, where am I?
Deep thoughts (deep thoughts)
Fly High (Repeat)
Wait, who am I?

I'm so high. (whew)
So high!
You know what?
In a way the afterlife
Is more civilized than the world I used to live in
Marijuana is not illegal anymore
No worries of guns or radiation, etc.,
Whoa, what's happening here?
So many people are checking in today
Look like a party is happening
I wonder how many people know their life is like this?
Staying at hotel
Renting times
Renting a body