As soon as he blows,
Let's dance.
The wind on the sea is a poet,
As soon as he comes,
I sang thousands of poems.
The wind on the sea is a painter,
As soon as he blows,
Draw a thousand ripples. The wind on the sea is a dancer,
As soon as he blows,
Let's dance.
The wind on the sea is a poet,
As soon as he comes,
I sang thousands of poems.
The wind on the sea is a painter,
As soon as he blows,
Draw a thousand ripples.
The sea breeze is an electric fan.
As soon as he blows,
Just send a little cold.
. . . . . .
The wind on the sea is an electric fan,
As soon as he blows,
Just send a little cold.
. . . . . .
I hope to adopt it as soon as possible, thank you ~ ~