The incompetent Trojan horse
The split dummy
The face excited by love
Strange
But clinging to...
This love makes people intoxicated
Intoxicated and makes people forget
Like birds changing seasons
Pulling you and me...
And we are fickle
Ignorant and frivolous
So the expectations before the end
are relaxed and Wonderful...
Far lost and cold
And pessimistic and desperate
Isn’t it?
We once entered it very stubbornly and affectionately
Wasn’t it?
You are my confused love
A direction that cannot be pointed out
That is clearly never reachable
That is the beautiful south
The gods within me
Tear me apart accurately
Let me watch in silence from a high place
In the violence of the low place again
Falling into the wheel
Far lost and cold
And pessimistic and desperate
Isn’t it?
We once entered it very stubbornly and affectionately
Wasn’t it?
The music used to be crazy
It was the rotation that once confused me
Now it is again
It pulls you and I
In the beautiful south
In the beautiful south
The beautiful south...
In the beautiful south
The beautiful south...
The beautiful south...
The beautiful south...
The beautiful south...< /p>
Beautiful South