Toward your madness
What would I be without you ....?
You are my slim waist
My memory
Historical
My dream
My stability
Let me collect
Gather you inside
I give you my Paradise with the formation of full moon
Yes madam I am jealous
And feel jealous
When your cheeks touch a passing breath
When you look bewildered
Someone hears visible letters
Borrowing from the seas
Crazy storms blow me
It penetrates my silence
Who said that I am not jealous?
I dreamed of a passion in me
Take you away
Even the rocks sought help from me
I will steal you to my world
To compliment our love and blossom
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