It suddenly washed over her: why she immersed herself in another world of sounds. A language she didn't understand. Why she enveloped herself in tunes and beats and rhythms. She didn't want to understand. She didn't want to hear in reality, outside her bodily outline, the reverberations of her internal. She didn't want to give a voice to the emotions she was trying to cover up.
Thank you Korean.
I'm brave enough to listen to English now.
Kind of miss listening to words I can understand.
No, you must understand. She never hated English songs. :)