The symphony has played.
Couples are dancing in the banquet.
The skirt is waving as time pass by.
Little velvet flower had blossom.
As the tassel shivers in the banquet.
She spins with excitement for the spring is coming.
It’s the first sight that falls in love.
To become an apple in his eye.
Does not need some extra hard work.
Being who you are is all he needs.
As the flower pour down.
It turns into a sign of joy.
Not the phrase that touches you.
It's the tenderness of how he gazes at you.
It’s the first and last love I thought of wanting.
Before and after.
Even if the world turned upside down.
It will always be the same.
