Bake a cup of affection for you

Bake a cup of affection for you

A kind of incense, fishing on the shore when thirsty

Meet by chance without showing one's face

Let the day, resurrect the darkness of the night

From the whirlpool, hook to the sleeping heart

Breathe and sketch in the taste buds closest to the dream

Heart in Paris, if there is no acquaintance on the left bank

How to stir the love on the right bank?

The fog opened, glittering one after another

Wet will make you sunny, think of

Bake a cup of affection for you

The bottom of the cup is pure, without sugar

Before the heart grows old, there is a layer of foam.

Suddenly young became mysterious and went for a few laps.

Listen to the wind and float from afar.