Your tongue is sweeter than the promise of a bee
And your sufficiency is narrower than a lock
The wish that comes to you even when it ends
as long as you handed him the end of the rope
Oh, it's too late, so stay the air
who broke a promise
He said he promised me, and I believed him
tenderly and sympathetically
Your sweet tongue that tempted me
From you delegation has increased my loyalty
I fell in love with you so much…
