I don't want to, the wings of love
fly in the night
But having your eyes
at night is my yearning
This place
is as soft as water
I can't forget it
I don't want to
I don't want to, The spring of love
grows in winter
but in winter
having your soft waves
is the sunshine of my heart
This sunshine
shines through your fine hair
I can't forget it
I don't want to
I don't want to, Moonlight of love
Watching in loneliness
Loneliness
Having your lingering
is my lingering poem
This poem
is a little fragrance of dew
I can't forget it
I don't want to
I don't want to. Love. Acacia
got drunk in a wine glass
But the wine glass
smells like your tongue
is my reluctant attachment
This attachment
will last forever until I die
I can't forget it
I don't want to
don't want to, and the sail of love
sails in the wind.