Sun raised in my palms, spring on my face
Life caress my soul, deep inside
Does anybody know where my mind is? You took it away
I would like to ask, are you a breeze or love?
I came from a long road, my behind is empty
I used to say I wouldn't turn back from the way of love, who is drunk?
Take a look at the distant, spring on my face
Would this roads go to him/her? Who knows where he/she is?
I came from a long road, my behind is empty
I used to say I wouldn't turn back from the way of love, who is drunk?
I came from a long road, my behind is empty
I used to say I wouldn't turn back from the way of love, who is drunk?