Your lips

    Two leaves on an Adam’s apple

    Headstream of lover’s murmur

    With the inherent temptation

    Melt my rational sword

    Your voice

    God’s gift for you

    Both your voice and you

    God’s gift for me

    The rider and the grassland

    The astraunaut and the blue sky

    The sailor and the sea

    Come together into your song

    While my most favorite is you and me

    When would it be?

    You were drunk by wine

    I was drunk by the gift of mine

    Shyness inhibits you from speaking sweet words

    The true love is hidden inside

    The moon stands for my heart

    Old songs never tell lies

    Believe the moon or believe your heart

    God is the right man I should ask.