Her Wandering Spirit wanders through the wilderness of love in desert A sip wine in her pocket Dripping from her Lover's lip Girl drinks that wine Surrounded with a festive environment Walk ships and pour on the sands They in-line like soldiers Where is here? Songs, cartoon trees and instruments Sing! With all of your vivacious Her love makes rain And makes pearls fall from sky
My sweety What it'd be awesome to touch To hair that will pour the pearls if i touch falling down to ocean when open your eyelids swimming... Swimmingggg
i can't reach What a romantic to be able to dance among your eyelash there would be poetry smell on your skin this night I feel... Let the oceans be filled with wine pouring down from your lip Let the all creatures dance Sky is crying to be able to touch the sea Oh mon amour! Let me being night to be able to be blanket for you. Let me touch to your hair which like sun.
Everything is on the dance this night The old lovers are dancing by throwing walking stick And she opened her eyes Dream got over Just desert and hot And lonely...