Unlucky Dream (English Translation) – Parang
🌀 [Verse 1: The Sudden Descent]
It starts suddenly—bad!
I’m going somewhere, su-su-suddenly.
The “Goodnight” world (Zzz).
Maybe, have a headache, have a headache—
I’m going to throw up the rainbow, la-la-la.
🔔 [Verse 2: The Pursuit]
Something’s on the ground—bell, bell, bell.
It rings unconsciously—so funny!
Someone’s following me-me-me-me.
Wait—I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe.
It’s a bit annoying—save me.
🌫️ [Pre-Chorus: The Blurring]
Even the imaginary animal, even the face you know—
All—
🌙 [Chorus: The Midnight Nightmare]
Running in a hurry—I can’t finish it!
A midnight nightmare—can’t wake up, hypnosis.
I don’t know anything about you—
The whisper stuck in my ears.
Twinkle.
🕊️ [Post-Chorus: The Flight]
Let’s fly-fly-fly, like a bird in the sky.
A mid-afternoon nap—can’t wake up, hypnosis.
Why so much melancholic?
Like an amazing magic—
Unlucky dream.
☕ [Verse 3: The Poisoned Tea]
It’s over suddenly—back!
You can’t get out yet—Que Sera, Sera.
A sip of black tea (Sip)—
It’s poison, it’s poison.
Could it be? Bye, bye, bye?
⚡ [Drop]
Hey (Stop)
(Hurry up, let’s go! Hurry up, let’s go!)
Up, let’s—Up, let’s go!
🌌 [Verse 4: The Sweet Return]
It backs suddenly (Gulp, gulp, gulp)—
This tea, so sweet—I’m back!
The road is winding—
Maybe, across the mountain and the sea,
I’ll fly up to space.
☁️ [Bridge: The Cozy Trap]
The silver water is trying to put me to sleep—
Sleeping in a very cozy cloud.
Wait—is this, is this?
This, is this? This, is this?
Ahh!
🌙 [Chorus]
Running in a hurry—I can’t finish it!
A midnight nightmare—can’t wake up, hypnosis.
I don’t know anything about you—
The whisper stuck in my ears.
Twinkle.
🕊️ [Post-Chorus]
Let’s fly-fly-fly, like a bird in the sky.
A mid-afternoon nap—can’t wake up, hypnosis.
Why so much melancholic?
Like an amazing magic—
Unlucky dream.
💀 [Outro]
(Memento mori, memento mori, memento mori!)
Woah—can’t wake up!
(Memento mori, memento mori!)
🌑 Lyrics Meaning & Emotional Core
“MEMENTO MORI” is a descent into a nightmare that feels inescapable. It captures the terror, confusion, and surrealism of a dream you can’t wake up from, while the Latin phrase “memento mori” serves as a constant reminder of mortality.
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Core Theme: The Inescapable Nightmare
The song’s central experience is being trapped in a dream state from which there is no waking. The repeated lines—“can’t wake up, hypnosis”—emphasize this paralysis. The speaker is conscious but not in control, aware but unable to escape. This is the terror of the mind turned against itself. -
Sudden Onset and Disorientation
The song opens with abruptness: “It starts suddenly—bad!” There’s no warning, no gradual descent. The speaker is thrown into this nightmare world. The stuttering (“su-su-suddenly”) mimics the mind’s attempt to process the shock. The “Goodnight” world is the realm of sleep, but it’s not peaceful—it’s a trap. -
Physical Symptoms of Fear
The nightmare manifests physically: headache, inability to breathe, the sensation of being followed. The body rebels against the mind’s imprisonment. The absurd image of throwing up “the rainbow” suggests that even beauty (rainbows) becomes nauseating in this state. -
The Bell and the Pursuer
The ringing bell and the sense of being followed create a classic horror atmosphere. The bell rings “unconsciously,” beyond the speaker’s control, and the follower is just out of sight. The plea “save me” is desperate but likely unheard. -
The Blurring of Reality
The pre-chorus suggests that everything—even the “imaginary animal” and “the face you know”—is dissolving, becoming indistinguishable. The boundaries between real and unreal are collapsing. -
The Whisper and the Twinkle
The chorus introduces a “whisper stuck in my ears” and a “twinkle.” These are ambiguous—could be remnants of the waking world, or part of the nightmare’s sensory assault. The speaker “doesn’t know anything” about the whisperer, deepening the disorientation. -
Flight and Melancholy
The post-chorus offers a momentary escape: “Let’s fly-fly-fly, like a bird in the sky.” But this flight is still within the dream, and it’s tinged with “melancholic.” The “amazing magic” is not a solution but part of the problem—an “unlucky dream.” -
The Poisoned Tea
The third verse introduces the image of black tea that is “poison.” This could be a metaphor for something that seems comforting but is actually harmful—perhaps sleep itself, or a relationship, or a habit. The phrase “Que Sera, Sera” (“whatever will be, will be”) suggests a fatalistic acceptance, but the question “Could it be? Bye, bye, bye?” hints at a desire to escape. -
The Drop and the Urgency
The drop—“Hey (Stop) / (Hurry up, let’s go!)”—is a moment of chaotic energy, a frantic attempt to break free. But it’s unclear whether this is the speaker trying to escape or the nightmare itself accelerating. -
The Sweet Poison
The fourth verse reveals that the tea is “so sweet,” making the poison more insidious. The speaker is “back” in the nightmare, but the sweetness makes it harder to resist. The winding road, the mountain, the sea, and the flight to space suggest a journey, but it’s unclear where it leads. -
The Cozy Trap
The bridge is the most unsettling moment. “The silver water” tries to put the speaker to sleep, and the cloud is “very cozy.” The trap is comfortable, seductive. The repeated “is this?” shows the speaker trying to grasp the nature of their reality, but failing. The scream—“Ahh!”—is the moment of breakthrough, but it leads only back to the chorus. -
Memento Mori
The outro chants the Latin phrase “memento mori”—“remember that you must die.”* This is the ultimate reminder of mortality, of the fragility of life, of the fact that this nightmare—whether literal or metaphorical—will end for all of us. The final “Woah—can’t wake up!” is both a cry of despair and a statement of fact. The dream continues, and death is the only certain awakening.
In essence, “MEMENTO MORI” is a harrowing exploration of a mind trapped in its own nightmare. It captures the physical terror, the sensory overload, the seductive comfort of the trap, and the constant reminder of mortality. The speaker cannot wake up, cannot escape, cannot distinguish real from unreal. The poison is sweet, the cloud is cozy, and the whisper is stuck in their ears. And through it all, the phrase “memento mori” echoes—a reminder that this dream, however long it lasts, will eventually end. But for now, the nightmare continues.
