Clover hands grasp
Temptation a las
Come, my oasis paradise
The blooming golden age
The calamity of beauty
Can you Dream of brisk lavender petals?

My hands covered in sequins
My mouth gorges chocolate towers

Once, the moon set
Once, a bottle collided with the wind
Once, my rope lifted
Once, I ran

Surrounded,
Yet free
My society in shambles
I'm tasting the bittersweet reality

I feel a poignant lover behind me
Blissful hatred - starry night filled with threats
Crowded in an empty space
Shut ourselves in
Distance perceived
My oasis of loneliness perceived