I want to sing a poem.

I want to sing,

One song after another is light and sad,

The autumn sky is filled with a cloud of wine.

The room was full of brisk dancing,

Old love goes, new wounds exist.

Laughing until yesterday, my voice curled up.

When the beauty leaves, the water flows east.

Light songs, how to solve worries!

I want to sing.

Sing the farewell song again

Ten years is a long way.

At the age of ten, the yen fell.

Sauvignon Blanc, a short meeting,

When it will be returned, the letter is vague.

It's hard to care for each other, two of a kind.

Sing again, the wind is hoarse!